Shush of wonder
blurred colors in the
periphery. Autumn is on
its way. Cold undertones
in cloudless blue, I
smelled winter lurking
nearby. Hidden cups
in cupboards, tea leaves
shuffling in a tin, murmuring
to be steeped and sipped.
I turned right on the curve
sped past falling yellow,
green danced on branches
overhead. Something
changes every minute but
something stays the same.
Friday, October 14, 2011
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