Month: September 2017

September 28th

I walk alone – footsteps – crispy sounds – cold breeze. I turn around. Just leaves…

September 21st

flock of clouds cut in half – sharp sun rays caress the fields after all that rain

September 20th

off the train cascades of long fresh grass and dripping crystal clear dew  

September 19th

on the early train through the window – fields of mist, ghostly horses grazing grass

September 18th

rain pouring, pouring, and I shiver and walk on and shiver

September 8th

tap, tap, tap – raindrops on the rose leaves flood my dreams on a wet September day

September 7th

red leaves, dark shade, thin cover, thick maze, early autumn, short day

September 6th

apples, pumpkin, dahlias, fallen leaves and rain – autumn! – your perfume is so cold

September 5th

cold through the window cold through the door, icy drizzle on the fading roses

September 4th

cat sleeping in the sun, you’ll never know or care how bitter chrysanthemums smell…

September 2nd

green tea in my cup cool air through my window dark night upon me