Poetry ~ The Highlands

i live in the highlands where the fairies sleep
where moon-falls and sunrises are the time i keep

where the mist rises to greet the day
and the wind whistles as the aspens sway 

three miles up a washboard road 
that climbs through fields where hay is sowed

green rolling hills where leprechauns gather
where life slows down and time don't matter

i live in the highlands where the fairies sleep
where the good life is simple and the simple life is sweet

Poetry ~ A Love Affair

you greet me every morning
and every morning 
you take my breath away 
i can't stop staring at the 
vastness of your artistry 
 i breathe you in 
 inhaling your earthly fragrance 
have i mentioned how bewitching
early Autumn looks on you 
you come alive in a color pallet 
of golden hues as you sway 
with the morning zephyr

i am in love with this land  
brimming with wildflowers, 
meadows, aspen, and pine groves 
even the rocky outcroppings
add allure to the rolling hills

i will spend the rest of my days
writing love letters to you,
my new muse
this magical place I call home
Sunset on our property in the Okanogan Highlands of Washington State
Early spring. View of our property from behind the house.