Small Stones

Crimson leaves pirouette and plie,
Tenaciously hanging on to their knotted barre.
The troupe sways in rhythm, 
A late autumn dance,
Moving to the music of the wind.

(This was my Small Stone, written today for Mindful Writing Day.) 


  1. Love the way you have described one of my most favourite things in the world, I almost feel like I am there with you :-D thank you!!

  2. What a beautiful image and so true to the reality of the thing.

  3. So pretty .. I love this dance..


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