Many branches have been lost. Storm scars heal and leaves rain. Strong-standing trees twinkle with sunlight again, billowing autumn with colourful drifts and crunch of acorns underfoot. In the heart of oaken breasts, squirrels busily stock their nests, warm and winter ready. We too have taken stock: logs are stacked and kindling’s chopped; soon there […]
trees are silhouettes awaiting winds of conquest heralded by clouds Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1292 Winds of Conquest (BrunuhVille) The last musical prompt of October is another composition by BrunuhVille.
ghostly bird flickers feathery contours are mute lethal talons strike Kim M. Russell, 2017 My fourteenth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful