Falling

Axe

melancholy drifts down

in ocher, sepia and rust

watery light dapples bent blades

of emerald and verdigris

life holds its breath

and waits for the fall.

Unknown's avatarAbout Jay C Ritterson
The only failure is the failure to try.

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