Dancing on the windclinging to the boughs that were life in springand summer home… In autumn finery they show,parade and prance, let go at last and danceon air as if mortality is not a thing at all. by CL Redding 10/2022
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Autumn
Walking in the woods of autumn firein my own autumn, wistfulheart to the colors lifts: Allthe triumph of a spring advancedvictory of a summer livedthe flowers gone to fruitand fruit to seed dispersingon the errant winds that blow… All finished now, and sogreen departs the leaf and reed,the wind whips over flaring brightsto muted shades, …
LOOSELY SPEAKING... 