Country Colored Memories
Whispering winds unseen
Flowing shadows of green
Limbs gently swaying
Voices are saying
The leaves days numbered
Soon, Branches unencumbered
Green will turn to bright firey hues
Yellows, reds, and oranges against a sky blue
The whispering winds won’t last
Winter will make new shadows cast
I’ll sit for the whispering show
The actors I intimately know
I capture their dance
Wrapped up in the romance
I will mourn them when they go
My morning place is where I wentI found another’s face had taken it A strange woman looked me in the eyessomewhat Familiar, perhaps a disguise I edge a little closer to get a better lookAs I got closer, the woman’s...
It’s the words not spoken out loudlingering in the air like a dark cloud It seems silence is deafeningwaiting for, peace to bring It is like a train stopped on a trackit will only go forward or back there is...
There was a family of turtles sunning on the rocks A fisherman nearby fishing off the docs the sound of geese talking in the backgroundeasily heard they’re the only one making sound theres a solitude while just sitting hereBut the...
Wildflowers TICKSEED🌼I picked a lot of flowers when I was a small childyou could find them everywhere because they grew wild they were as simple looking as they could beuntil you saw them growing on a hill wide as the...
