There are paper lanterns strung across

the front of an old brick building,

their delicate watercolour painted facades

hiding moonstruck light,

if I hadn’t looked up,

I would have missed the mystery floating there.

It’s easy to see the variegated autumn splendour

still clinging to moss covered limbs,

lying in heaps upon the grass and choking roadways – 

not so, those subtle nuances,

a flash of dark wing, glistening berry and

tendril of wood smoke,

signposts for those who walk between worlds.

Another favourite path in Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.) bathed in autumn’s atmospheric colours.


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26 Responses to Signposts

  1. Shirley says:

    Lovely poem, awakens the eye to stop and just be. Gather the moment of color and light, soak in the beauty of is.

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    • Thank you, Mom! As the days become shorter and winter waits restlessly in the wings, these fleeting, light-filled days are indeed meant to be gathered…I love this line, “Gather the moment of colour and light, soak in the beauty of is.”!

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  2. Quirky Girl says:

    I love that last line about walking between worlds. Such an interesting concept, yet I think most of us do exactly that on a frequent basis without ever realizing it…

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  3. markmkane says:

    I loved this Kimberlee. Your descriptive and colorful words are always a delight to read. And I love the fact that a lot of your poems are inspired by nature. You always seem to capture the essence of that magical experience.

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    • I’m so lucky to be surrounded by nature but even the city has its own magic to uncover if I take the time to look – thank you (always!) for taking the time to read my work & comment, it never fails to bring me joy!


  4. ugetse says:

    Oh Kim, lové that phrase ( lying in heaps upon the grass and choking roadways.) also ( for those who walk between worlds ). I love it all. Nature hugs us with it’s sublimical colors . It lays down a carpet of golden and red leaves to soften our path. Looking up, looking down, I am in extasy this fall. There is poetry coming down from every tree. Thanks again dearest Kim. 🍂❤️🍁

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  5. Love this, Kim. That last line is fabulous. And so much truth about the delicate art of noticing subtle beauty. ❤

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  6. my favorite line: “I would have missed the mystery floating there.” Nice!

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  7. Oh Kimberlee, a beautiful poem and photo! I really appreciate the many dimensions of your writing, including what folks wrote above (and love that your mom posted ❤ ). I think the thing that touches me the most is how you need to pay attention to get the beauty / meaning …. otherwise you can easily miss it. I relate to that. BLESS YOU, Kimberlee. Have a beautiful week. Debbie

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  8. The magic of your words can make autumn stop and smile. In fact, you can make the dreariest of weathers seem so beautiful with the magic of your words, Kim. This one is one of your bests!

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  9. Everything you write reads like a favorite excerpt from an international best selling novel…your beautiful soul can’t help but inform that which you share with us…that’s because you are so authentic and miraculously lovely! Thanks for sharing, my forever friend 🙂

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  10. michnavs says:

    A beautiful poem.. i can clearly see through my eyes ..

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  11. Miriam says:

    So much to be missed if we don’t look up. Another lovely post Kim. You always leave me wondering. 💕

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