Thursday, November 1, 2012

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.) 

6 comments:

  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!!

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

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

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