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Above, crystals form. North Wind mixes and stirs them. Autumn's first snow falls.
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
Now don't be hasty, For autumn's not over yet. Ignore all that snow.
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
Road of thin branches Whips the incautious squirrel: Nuts go scattering. ********************* And you take care, too! Black ice is dangerous even to walk over (I still have scars on my face from an encounter 20 years ago). Try not to get sick... you don't want to cough until those ribs heal. Carolly
Result of cycles Ever forming, without end. Fall fades to winter. --- Yes, be careful and be well. Best wishes for a speedy recovery. jon
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
winter of content feathered skies, downy landscape mountains' crystal crest **** thanks y'all for the good wishes I can't impress enough how quickly and out of the blue an accident can happen on icy roads....be cautious! I am still shaking my head, a week later, can't believe I'm still here. 'There is a reason for everything'
Me, alone in woods. Naked trees bend in the wind. Autumn's glory, gone. --- I don't know. I'd rather tackle me than luster. That one had me stumped. Good job. jon
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
Down jackets, cinched tight.
Raw red ears, and mittened hands.
They call this Autumn?
Message edited on: 12/17/2005 08:31
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
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Congrats on the AoM jstro. 8D Strangely enough it snowed the day after I wrote that Haiku. I bet it looks amazing in the Rockies. Anyway... --- Fall, the fruits I see on cold earth, planting new seeds for another time.