Hello Fall You found us on our doorstep head to toe with memory and biting your crisp air Having more or less to say than the neighbor or the crow We keep listening for your leaves and go through your... Continue Reading →
Stomach sinks-- it's November. The body remembers the Seasons. The brain hangs itself on roadways, plows through closed signs with powered gardening tools. A few blocks flood. Sedentary days damage and correlate twenty new master challenges for sanity and loneliness.... Continue Reading →
Moss covered and without a word Of encouragement The world fills with spring. It doesn't know Insult and won't beget a Confidence But that is somewhere else. "A season is a season" You say Shuffling in in your slippers. And... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 