*Spell Book*

There Go The Tomatoes... Jack Frost paints silver, Tomato leaves turn Fall brown, His fog breath floats low. AquarianM By: Daniel A. S...

The Mars Effect... It last came so close in A.D. 2003, And a nation of law turned to its first un-provoked war, The Red Planet was burni...

Godfingers Touch... With quiet silence reaching down through the wind, He touches you like a saint full of kindness, Brilliance stabs your e...

Mile Markers... Another mile whispered by, A season on the road behind, As daylight fades into starry night, Where do we seem to fly? Every ...

Grieving Elephants... I heard it this morning on the BBC, Elephants grieve. They walk up to a skull and bones, Stroke it gently where it...

Falling Leaves... Leaf falls slowly down, Orange Autumn sign of God, Beautiful cool rain. By: Daniel A. Stafford © 10/25/2005

Seasonal Detail... The beauty in the small things is priceless, An eye close to the world so seldom reviewed, What falls to the ground un-no...

Fields of The Tawny Days... Flowing like gold across the field, Lost in an endless sea of breeze and waving amber, Life floats upon the sky ...

For The Love Of Life... I will whisper incessantly of the beautiful things I find, The alive things and the necessary things and all that ...

Dance Of The Prairie Winds... Even as the Milkweed faeries dance down the breeze in whistling sunlight, The Thistle sisters sway their cr...

Mister Scott's Final Miracle... He's going back up, High up into the black silent void, Where the stars never blink in myriad co...

Benny The Bug's Fall Diner... Heh-Heh, Step it slow and cautious down my block kid, You never know who'll punch yer lunch ticket, B...

Milkweed Magic... Soft silk bursting to float on chill Fall air, Milkweed pods like cotton puffs release their aviators, When the winds kic...

Ghosts Of The Fall This picture was taken at Eaton Preserve in Plainfield in the Fall of 2004. This house was the original farmhouse of th...

When Comes The Fall... Sun low and slow across the sky, Each ray slightly tilted, As cloud fish fish swim the sky in earnest, A differen...

A moment to point out my new chapbook of poetry, "Battle For New Orleans." You can find a link in the column to the right where a ...

Magic Mirror... She looks in the misty silvered glass with a deep sigh, Black candle burning with bright purple fire, Black cat with burn...

Serious Review... She pushes the spectacles down her nose at another Soul left to Ponder, Closes the window to falling leaves and beautifu...

Hawkbelly Grace... I glide above as a signpost, Good omen lying upon a breeze that graces your face, Soft tawny sandy underbelly and reddis...

As The Ages Speak... I was staring a 19th century Navaho poet in the words this afternoon, Then surfing Neruda's private seas en ingles...