Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

voices swallowed
by music
the whole thing
finally making one sound

i look and watch
but there are
no more leaves
to fall

lights out,
the dark
unbroken

the color brown
bordering on grey
lightening to tan
the hymn silent
now empty
mood tranquil
a time to take
it all in

after the leaves
branches test gravity
so much to learn

Thx Wireman & judih

fall has fallen
winter looms on tug hill
like the abominable snowman

the wood is stacked
there will be days of hunkering down
and others for snow angels

that sing for the sun queen
may she burn bright
for hikes along the river