Thanksgiving Blessings to All Photo: David Slotto
Submitted to Jingle’s Poetry Rally: http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/
Thanksgiving
Sharp winter chill
(not autumn)
morning.
Brilliant sun,
cloudless sky,
frost,
crisp grass.
Warm air
escaping lungs
like body-cloud.
Toasty thoughts
comforting,
challenging.
Counting blessings,
assuaging guilt:
so many
alone,
hope-bereft.
Soul-steam
circling hot coffee cup,
fogs inside.
God-light,
intense fall color:
cinnabar,
bronze
beckons
dance with me,
with life–
insists
come,
play,
celebrate gifts.
Spirit calls:
enjoy,
give back.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 