thank you mild
morning,
tall pines & birch
diving deep into the pond,
sweet country road,
distant honking,
stay geese stay.
Kelly Salasin, late September 09
the pond grasses have turned from green to golden, tugging at my seaside roots
Kelly Salasin
a morning so dark,
i could drown in it,
if not for the puncture of light
from the ground~
reds, yellows, oranges
wet jewels delighting
my soul
Kelly Salasin
HOLD ON (little leaves) HOLD ON!
This morning’s hard frost
makes such clear lines,
like a single voice
in a jumble of
autumn’s noise.
Kelly Salasin
