It’s overcast this Sunday As we sabbath on the deck. A few leaves let go As we creep closer to Fall. Our conversation’s stoked By a breeze blowing over breakfast. We hold hands and thank God for it all.
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October’s Rays
October’s rays are lazy; They don’t rise-and-shine, they fall. The leaves sift them like cinnamon And they rest on autumn like a shawl.
(EX)pERspeCtI(S)vE
The tree stood like a man in sharp, green carpet. The Ohio sun provided light, but no heat, And November had flung leaves at his feet like confetti. The man stood like a tree, Feet planted in the carpet. A cheap chandelier, Pale as the Ohio sun, Lit the confetti That littered theContinue reading “(EX)pERspeCtI(S)vE”
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