Mid-October 2014
- Jenny Hare
- Oct 24, 2014
- 1 min read
I want to write something today. I feel it in my bones, my soul, my being.
What I really want to write is universal but personal
Remote but accessible
Tidy, chaotic
Muse speaking, words flowing
A river of light.
I look out at the mid October trees in all their glory
Sap still flowing, greens still glowing,
Yellow ochre taking over
Golds and russet, reds in waiting.
No sun to gild – and yet they shine
Irridescent in the mist. Sublime.
A grand soft day in autumn time.
Good. That’s better. I haven’t written poems lately and I love to. I haven’t painted autumn colours in a while either . . . guess I’ll have a go today and see if I can do this justice . . .
with love and light, Jenny
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