Jay Chapel : Writing

10,000 Things

10,000 Things

A Poem by Jay Chapel


Seeing a moment
Open skies

Open skies

A Poem by Jay Chapel


This slow dry autumn Ignites the leaves Flaming beneath open skies. Stray mist Paints floating mountains Without a why.
Autumn

Autumn

A Poem by Jay Chapel


The young oak In old yellow Autumns.
My Mountain Home

My Mountain Home

A Poem by Jay Chapel


The intractable mystery Green hills recede into blue mountains No boundaries. A sneeze Echoes Effortlessly.
light

light

A Poem by Jay Chapel


Rain sombre light Heavy leaves fall A maple carpets the steps. In darkness Only then light shines Gold underfoot ascending.