Setting sun,only 4 p.m.On the road, blinded by the blood orange autumn sun. The country road was immaculate,as I was … More
Category: autumn art
Dissing the Greens
Colors flame, dissing the aging greensCrows caw, oblivious to the geese fleeingStanding on the edge of a lakeI feel my … More
While Sleeping
Thinking of this space,this place that I visit in my sleeping .Stepping up stone stairs, mossy stones staring gingerly back … More
Like A Child Can
Twilight dawns. It’s the beginning of Summer’s end. The backs of houses are silhouetted in shadow. There’s a squeaking of … More
The Proud Tree
Fallen, you still are proud. With eyes wide open, I lean further down, face almost touching the bark. The moss … More
Philadelphia
Smoke rose from the towering building, statuesque and concealed partly by clouds. The fountains steam and spout water as we … More
Beside You
I will be there, when no one else is. I will stand up for what’s right, when no one else … More
Laugh With Me
I’m in hysterics, rolling in fits of laughter. My gut is sucked in, ribs out,shaking. My tears are streaming and … More
Harmony
The nightmare is over now. I can sleep without, listless tossing, turning about. I can now contemplate reality without hatred, … More
A Break in Our Day
It’s November and flurries are spouting from the clouds, soaring to the ground. Bracing against the cold, we walk into … More
Every Day
I can’t bring myself to envision what this life looks like to you. The schedules, the rushed pace There’s no … More
Dauntless After All
“I wish for the freedom, the clean air, to be high on the summit. If I could sneak, if my … More
Sleep
” In all things of nature, there is something of the marvelous.”- Aristotle Opening my eyes against reason, I felt … More
Walk Talk
All else appears so small. We stand tall in our small shoes, knowing it may not make a difference. … More
Bad News
“How I became emotionally shackled and who has threw away my key, I’ll never know. When I found myself alone … More
Through The Soggy Woods
“There is pleasure in the pathless woods.”- Lord Byron It was a dismal, soggy Sunday. The weekend left us … More
Still
Winter graced us prematurely this November. Autumn is trying to hold her ground, cursing the crisp yellow green leaves clinging … More
To Be Quiet
“Changing is what people do when they have no options left.” ― Holly Black, Red Glove I can’t speak. The words don’t … More
Intangible
I scampered across the highway waving my arms in a frantic frenzy. No one would stop. No one would see … More
The Sound
It ended abruptly, the soft, chiming noise that swam through his ears. When it first began, he knew he couldn’t … More