A fullness has settled within the air, Comfortable and familiar to the touch. Like a lazy River running, Smoothing stones to polished gems. I feel the growth of summer culminating, As bows droop under handfuls of sun warmed produce. Now I’d the time to drink honey with the bees, And thank each tree, bush, and … Continue reading September Apples- Michael Erickson

Do you wonder at days gone by, When worlds were younger with mountains so steep? The skies a bit more alien than this sure blue, Or perhaps throats long silenced now sing? A time where man was in its infancy, And the world beyond an open door lay waiting to be explored. This is my … Continue reading Days Gone By- Michael Erickson

In the midst of summer my heart stirs for spring, With its promise of summer to be. Oh energy of a growing world, How my inspiration does flow. Now amidst the dry summer heat, And battle for survival intensifies. Cracked earth do I walk upon, And dust swirls as life faces mounting odds. I seek … Continue reading Magnolia Tree- Michael Erickson

Renew this flesh of mine upon the heat of summer, That my bones may be warm until winter’s end. In the passion of a setting sun, Let me ignite my soul that it may live on. I cannot forget the pleasure of cool water, As it courses across my worn and dried out feet. Or … Continue reading Summer Renewal- Michael Erickson