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Maya Angelou (1928-2014) American writer, poet, singer, and civil rights activist.

On the patio,
enjoying a light breeze.
Heat isn't present,
the air, great to breathe.

Long are the nights,
short now, the days,
as Fall slides into Winter,
tree leaves turn to orange-blaze.

Coldness, puts plants to rest.
Time to pull old foilage
and to plant perennials,
for Winter's new page.

Why do you worry?
It helps you not.
OK to have concern,
that is my thought.

When you worry,
you pick up a bag of rocks,
it is quite painful, from the
hat on your head to your sox.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Last Wednesday the voyaging Lucy spacecraft encountered its first asteroid, 152830 Dinkinesh, and discovered the inner-main belt asteroid has a moon. From a distance of just over 400 kilometers, Lucy's Long-Range Reconnaissance Imager captured this close-up of the binary system during a flyby at 4.5 kilometer per second or around 10,000 miles per hour. A marvelous world, Dinkinesh itself is small, less than 800 meters (about 0.5 miles) across at its widest. Its satellite is seen from the spacecraft's perspective to emerge from behind the primary asteroid. The asteroid moon is estimated to be only about 220 meters wide.

When light fades gently
in a sunset bright,
it won't be long until,
we have slipped into night.

Dark nights bring forth
the beautiful starlight.
What joy when the Moon
appears bringing Moonlight.

Don't host your views, on me,
for your beliefs, are yours.
I don't subscribe to your conspiracy theories.
Not required to spend your time, dispensing
your stories, especially in politics.
You say you don't like Trump. Ok, that's your
choice. You say you are an Independent Voter.
Not what I see or the views you share.
Run Rabbit, Run.

The sky had a purplish hue,
mixed with sunbeam rays.
It was a beautiful setting
for the past several days.

When you face the World,
like you always did.
Finding a new lover,
of me you would rid.

Remembering old men,
you see every day.
Tell him to leave,
Just go away.

It won't be a great loss,
once I am gone.
You will find another,
to sing your sweet song.

A book,
a place,
where
words dwell.

A book,
a collection
of words,
stories to tell.

A book,
a library,
of reading,
don't yell.