falling

spectacular glow against the robust purple grey sky
leaves spiraling in wind directing thin branches to bow
unreal color drenching the landscape
but what am I seeing
not glorious
scratched pencil lines and spinning circles
into ovals with broad maws and wild fur
sharp orbs and blocky nostrils
I’m hearing too many voices
the wind is a sailing eraser
the wall

Art Wall 1Art Wall 2Art Wall 3Art Wall 5Art Wall 6Art Wall 7Art Wall 8Art Wall 4RHinopaper falling like leaves
when
almost home I look up through a tree
these
these are the falling papers
this is the wind
this is what I need to remember
this is why
I have eyes
autumnsketches done for students to demo different animals…
picture taken when I returned home from subbing
while standing in my driveway looking up

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it’s time to write

descend the stairs
grow foul in my pounding brain
sift blood through my beating heart
breaking down grit and bone
dubious thoughts leak out the foundation
feet get cold down here
can’t be hell though
hell is hot
steamy for those who detest heat
probably characterized by a cold-minded soul
I like heat
don’t mind cold feet either
descending the stairs
it’s time to write

He-lloween

He-lloween

gotta start dialin’ up the ghouls for October 31 😉