Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

but what are these things
that fall, aimlessly
from the trees
seeds,
tendrils and filaments
puffballs, floating
nearly insubstantial,
flitting from my grasp
in a city that doesn't exist

we call it here panaderos, no idea why!!

beautiful writing!!!!

i agree
lovely

thank you arcadia and doreen.

perhaps panaderos because they are here and gone.

they are
ideas

of trees

blueprints
of a future
arboreality

thanks panta. nice reply.