sad sight to behold
leaves fallen without reaching
splendor of color
Month: November 2017
2017.11.04: disoriented
behind haze of fog
full moon looks like rising sun
need landmarks to tell
2017.11.03: overture
it’s still not too late
white chair waiting on front porch
pistache in swan song
2017.11.02: concert
what shorter days hadn’t
freezing temps overnight coaxed
chorus of colors
2017.11.01: home bound
vista wide open heaven’s glory unbounded I set forth my path
Longing For Water 