October 2022

More storms…

Thunder is applause.
Lightening flash bulbs split the dark.
Night taking selfies!



Then calm…

Wind cleared away clouds,
glittered the cold night with stars.
Blew itself away.



Calm after the storm…

Dawn, and all’s quiet.
The battered woods calm again,
Their paths paved with gold.




Like an old lover,
soft wind strokes trees’ gold tresses.
Leaves fly like kisses.