Just Plain Foolish

Just a chance for an old-fashioned, simple storyteller to say what needs to be said.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Autumn rain thoughts

Cold winds blow through me.
Rain and bright red-gold leaves whirl
Drought dry land needs more.

Streets wind, silver grey,
Through orange, gold, scarlet banners
On brown-black branches

Wind, rain, leaves, shushing,
whisper softly in my ear,
"winter is coming"



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