
The sun is out after
days of gray,
and no fog or cloud stands
in my way
of seeing skies of blue.

The sun is out after
days of gray,
and no fog or cloud stands
in my way
of seeing skies of blue.

foggy Fall morning:
one bank is clear, one hazy —
both of one river

the blue sky
reflects upon the river,
and they are one






thin canopy woods.
light hits the grassy ground
and it glows green



the sun rises
over the river,
worlds collide

when Fall leaves are green
and pale yellow, i get
citrus autumn mind