Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins..
… The end, of Autumn foliage, what remains, is just a mirage
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
A few remaining, before onto the ground they fall…
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
Nature dark and silent…
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
This is the end of colour
Of the pain and sorrow!
The October rain
Finally came
Lashed down the leaves
Now it’s just heaps
Of gray on the ground
No colour to be found
It is the end of colour
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and Poetry
“But frost, like the crystallized dreams of autumn, began to coat the clearing with its sugar glaze.” Victoria Steele Logue, Redemption
October Morning Frost
Nature in pending status
Almost like being on hiatus
Leaves of multicolour
Covered with sugary frost
The misty air softly hovers
Over last night’s rain drops
Now frozen in their spots
A glimmer of sunlight
The only a reflection in sight
Soon enough the colour fades
The frost of rain only remains
And the Autumn turns
To Winter
Rantings Of A Third Kind 