November 2
wrapped up in ourselves . we’ve chosen isolation . disguised as freedom
November 1
the maple blazes . in temporary glory . the pine trees forge on
October 31
there’s always a bridge . between what we do not know . and understanding
October 30
without the other . the one may go unnoticed . they work together
October 29
sometimes a story . cannot find its beginning . it just has an end
October 28
the tree reflecting . in the puddle also sees . the leaves it has dropped
October 27
the cold autumn rain . hangs from the berries and says . be glad i’m not snow
October 26
when something is seen . from a different viewpoint . it can feel foreign
October 25
with a second glance . something unremarkable . can be amazing
October 24
the whirlwind subsides . a cozy blanket beckons . it’s time to relax
