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she writes of the falling days - knows them well, one can tell simple things like string and wrappings autumn and swallows - hollow places she has seen in boxes and photographs and so it is -  the falling days the number of birds at my feeder are fewer no more humming, no painted buntings -only my homies come now, my vato birds, my mijas the cardinal, both red and green the nuthatch and chickadee, the titmouse- all three the wrens and finches, too- and the blues still like to bathe in the pyrex baking dish sun warmed on a sunny day-serenaded by the mocking one hopping from grub to worm below - my usual feathered friends not caring about the weather-fair or foul and in the pale blue, a gull still laughs at the folly of it all- leaving goes slowly- a spiraling, a gust of wind- days slowly graying shorter, lightly fading - friends, they go the falling days, change and leavings leave me - well, you know... i see the simple things that soothe, like string and wrappings, swallows - - autumn, you know? r ~ 10/6/14
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC
falling days
she writes of the falling days - knows them well, one can tell simple things like string and wrappings autumn and swallows - hollow places she has seen in boxes and photographs and so it is -  the falling days the number of birds at my feeder are fewer no more humming, no painted buntings -only my homies come now, my vato birds, my mijas the cardinal, both red and green the nuthatch and chickadee, the titmouse- all three the wrens and finches, too- and the blues still like to bathe in the pyrex baking dish sun warmed on a sunny day-serenaded by the mocking one hopping from grub to worm below - my usual feathered friends not caring about the weather-fair or foul and in the pale blue, a gull still laughs at the folly of it all- leaving goes slowly- a spiraling, a gust of wind- days slowly graying shorter, lightly fading - friends, they go the falling days, change and leavings leave me - well, you know... i see the simple things that soothe, like string and wrappings, swallows - - autumn, you know? r ~ 10/6/14
inspired by the writing of Sonja Benskin Mesher http://hellopoetry.com/sonja-benskin-mesher/
#autumn#sonjabenskinmesher#fallingdays
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC
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