Leaves
Colors galore
All on a white backdrop
This year again
The leaf collection
The colors many
The kinds glowing
Garden herbs scenting the cabin
Her face
Hands in photos
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
posted by Charles Edward Owens Jr. at 3:51 PM
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Fall
The cabin was chilly when we got back
The fire wasn't cold yet
So I found the glowing ashes
Soon the heat scared off the chill
That and the long winter blanket
Hot mugs of tea
And a card game
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
posted by Charles Edward Owens Jr. at 10:27 AM
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Author of hundreds of poems, spanning almost three decades. Several works in progress. Short and long Science Fiction, Mystery, Fantasy. Wishing I could download what I see in my mind's eye onto video to go along with the words.
