Lost in the Rush

to sire with love

We fly,

Away from terra firma, windmilling and whirling

Seeing and hearing and imbibing so little

Of Earth’s splendor and shimmering

Glory tragically being lost, lost by the

Grungy grimy hand of

The Ones, the ones with the brains.

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Drown in Sinuous Streams

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Autumn, Black and White, Brooding, Hiking, Introspection, Melancholy, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Rain, Thoughts, Water, Woods

Dull eyes, like nail-heads

Drown in sinuous streams

Dusk in November

Dappled green slug skin

Raspy leaves tangled in wind

Accordion cravings

Smell of foggy woods

Staggering in solitude

Cold heavens asperge

Wood-fire tango

Tendrils of rain punch the flames-

Broodings, vespertine