a fall poem

[rhys daily <shadow at teuton_org>]

yesterday's storm inspired me as i watched the wind ripdown the roads,
driving the leaves before it and taking more off teh trees.

it was the migration of leaves.

or something (:

rhys
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he's been spinning now for days
green monochrome into colors of gold

faster and faster in a whirl
the bobbin leaps and bows
and scraps fall glittering
to the ground to become
aching dreams of colour
in the middle of winter



-- 
i don't really understand computers, just how to beat them into submission.



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