Monday, November 01, 2010

A few Autumn images...

They look like small twigs branching off from sticks, not witch's fingers. Nor do they resemble black lace or a tangle of neuronal nerves. They are not like veins of capillaries though obviously part of the same evolutionary design. They teach us cadence, grace and survival.



Who could ever tire of the wind in the trees?
The wind blows leaves off the trees that are not already bare.



A day of snapping of inner winds, turbulences, furies,
but all subtly, hidden.



Glum takes hold, and I shake it off like dead leaves falling from trees.
Seedpods, broken leaf veins, dried stalks.



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