Autumn winds blow strong,
the tree tops swaying, sweeping
clear
the clouds, turning the sky, gray
to a brilliant blue, bringing
with it snow and cold, a reminder
of the winter season soon ahead.
Just some ramblings - a little poetry, some Creative Non-fiction, a picture of two - from Lake Hebron as I sit here on the front porch, staring across the water, listening to the loons, and enjoying the life of a retired English teacher. And please, leave me a comment, a note, tell me how much you loved -- or hated -- my writing, what it made you think of, made you feel, for it is poetry, meant to invoke in you what it is we share in common, what it is that makes us human.
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