Feels like Fall
Feels like Fall
October, may you rock me like a hurricane.
Autumn leaves and the space between, mind me, so entertain.
Approaching cold, you know the drill.
Dying heat, almost gone, but so is the thrill.
If there’s anything that I’ve learned over the last year or so of blogging, it’s that it takes time to develop a quality web page. Of course, the quality that is being spoken of is due to be maddeningly subjective, so this is going strictly off of own my perspective. Nonetheless, there is always beauty to be found in emptiness. Embrace it. Ideas come sooner or later.
Son of beast,
or man’s best friend?
If I leave you to be judge,
will the story ever end?
savor an apple.
These woods are all too clear.
Dripping stone raindrops,
hearken winter’s slumbering ear.
Spring upon human’s feats,
until the grass greets a deer.
Man grips rotten nature,
thinks it has no chance.
Grizzly chuckles at this sight,
says, “well, that’s no romance.”
At this point, I’d be totally fine with reducing all of my possessions (not much to begin with) down to strictly literature. Keeping myself fed, physically active, and mentally engaged. What more does a person really need? I’m down with this.
It’s really simple, my folks. You’re out there searching long and hard for the answer to all of life’s ills, but you can’t even muster up the courage to laugh at yourself in the process? That’s the answer! Just be happy.
Uninhibited. Lovely film.
My first Halloween on this blog! I am looking forward to many more, but this one is one to celebrate, especially considering the theme of this blog. I realize I could place any number of/type of picture(s) here to capture the mood, but I’ve come to learn that ultimate fright is best left to the imagination. Season’s Trick-or-Treatings everyone!
Keeping some kind of journal can be very freeing, especially if there’s plenty on the mind. Within those pages exists a written-out copy of the world as you see it from inside your head. While other days may provide themselves to be more diary-worthy than others, you might not regret writing down your daily thoughts as you look back months….or even years from right now. Words act as both the coldest and the warmest embrace, all at once.