Day 1286, dark brown. Day's pictures, Poetry From behind my window I can see ~ Autumn colors change dark green yellow orange a wind of change dark brown black ~ the end
Day 1285, death. Day's pictures, Poetry Death on my way I fear sometimes my imagination how it will be
Day 1284, roof. Day's pictures, Poetry My roof is old a tree is leaning forwards to test its strength
Day 1283, a road. Day's pictures, Poetry I see the road is straight and well lit but dark ~ it does not scare me but I wont go that way ~ I stay here in the shadow
Day 1282, fields. Day's pictures, Poetry Year in year out the fields are worked ~ for ages the others provide so we can live
Day 1281, expands. Day's pictures, Poetry I am carried by a thousand extremities through an endless expanse to nowhere
Day 1280, in the distance. Day's pictures, Poetry The mountains I see far away have new snow on their peaks in thin air ~ while the sun still shines ~ they tell me to gather wood and warm the house for the coming winter
Day 1278, a square. Day's pictures, Poetry It’s still empty a space an empty chair the sun behind the stars still dim
Day 1276, a direction. Day's pictures, Poetry I look up to the wind vane far away stuck in a direction blurred in the distance
Day 1274, looking. Day's pictures, Poetry When I look up along side the structure going into the sky I forget to