Welcome to my ning site. It is primarily a blog for me to share what is happening with the poetry in my life, but also an opportunity for you to share that which is poetry to you.
While I will post some poetry I will mainly be sharing the poetry of normal life. The ebbs and flows and the differing colors of the experience we call life. It is about how we view things that determines the poetry of our days. A year or so ago I decided to start every day by saying "It's a beautiful world full of wonderful people!" and to take every experience the day had to offer without judging it as either good or bad, merely accepting it as life and observing the outcomes.

Maybe surprisingly I have had an amazing year since. The story will be told in time but for now join me where I am today...here, in today. Moment by moment walking the poetic meter of living.
This moment is Autumn and below is a poem that flowed from taking my partner down to the sheep yards to play in the deep piles of freshly fallen leaves that the wind had gathered. We played like children and by morning it had rained and that moment of dry crisp leaves had turned to a soggy blanket. It is important to live now.
LEAVES OF FALL: Copyright Greg Wilson
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Leaves of Fall
You who arm in arm with death
Dance with such exuberance
Twirled by the ethereal romance of a season past
Your skirts rustling with debutante glee
This your final movement, expressed with joy unfettered
Teach me to die thus
That springs tenderness and color not be forgotten
Though its saps no longer flow
May the energy that passes through me all summer
Impell me outward into my final season
O Leaves of Fall teach me
To revel in the dry colors of age
That I too may fly on the first
Wings of frost
To lie content where children play.