In-Between Space

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And I was determined to travel both. So I weaved between the two, Exploring this one and that. The distance between the roads grew, And I found myself absorbed in the in-between space, No longer concerned with traversing the paths, And that has made all the difference. W3Continue reading “In-Between Space”

Autumn Winds

Crimson maple trees line dormant fields; their vibrant leaves release in soft autumn breezes, scattering onto somber ground.  Goldenrods wave enthusiastically in the crisp autumn winds, greeting regal aspens showy in their matching yellow foliage. Vacant summer homes sit as hostile witnesses;cold wind gusts beat upon their hollow cores, foretelling the inevitable. dVerse Poetics: Fall (in) love hosted by Punam