Just Plain Foolish

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

Monday, August 25, 2008

I'm still writing, though I don't have so much free time as I used to.

Leaves scuttle softly
along sunbaked sidewalks

barbeque on the deck.
Small toad hops away.

A bird of clouds,
gliding over the city,
red sun in her wings

Watching Jupiter
playing hide and go seek
between the clouds.


Blogger Kate said...

Good to hear from you, and well writ.

8/28/2008 9:55 AM  
Blogger Little Black Car said...

Hi! I do stop by and read once in awhile. How are you?

9/04/2008 12:17 PM  
Blogger Quiet Paths said...

Very nice; good to see your words again.

9/05/2008 10:56 AM  

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