Thanks, Margaret -- A person doesn't need to be a poet to post here :-)(Anon happens to be my Poet-in-Residence) Whether or not you are a poet, you certainly are a splendid writer!
Glowing indeed, Anon. When the weather gets cold, the colour keeps us warm. Autumn is just a big, comfy hug of beautiful leaves and yummy food. I love it.
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wrinkling
writes across skin no less
glowingly
than a-
cross leaves -
but erasing
even for a
second that
evidence cosmetically
covered denies chance
for sharp radiance
to define our
dawn
dusk, even
leafing noon
Thank you for your glowing poem, Anon xxoo
Um. I'm no poet. But like your pics.
Thanks, Margaret -- A person doesn't need to be a poet to post here :-)(Anon happens to be my Poet-in-Residence)
Whether or not you are a poet, you certainly are a splendid writer!
Glowing indeed, Anon.
When the weather gets cold, the colour keeps us warm. Autumn is just a big, comfy hug of beautiful leaves and yummy food. I love it.
You're absolutely right, Dive.
Autumn is taking its own sweet time over here. Maybe I'll just paste your final photo on my window.
That would work, Karin. :) Actually, autumn has come more slowly here, too. Many trees still have green leaves.
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