Leaf lids fluttering
flirtatiously
leaf lips rustling,
uttering,
puckering under windy kisses. Gazing up through their stainglass limbs
a ****** of nature, but only in admiration, not in the strict meaning or sense.
No, not like that.
Some surrendered to the early flash of autumn colour.
Threw in their lot.
Disconnected.
Gentle deaths,
landing softly
be nothing left of them come spring.
Hope they died "the little death" making love to the wind in their own unique way.
Before humanity distroys them.
Little things, these leaves,
leaving the world and
a fool to wonder.

Protest May 31st 2020
By Herbert Baker


Tragedy impacts all, entirely and whole across the world in every place. Needless deaths hurts, heart and soul we must realize one human race!

    
Can you see yourself in everyone? Have you tried to look? How each looks should never stun were all pages in humanities book.


Limit no perspective by color code everyone can contribute just the same  and walk together, along life’s road. Unity to promote, and hatred to tame
    
Stand together, protest! But peacefully please for violence distroys, while love frees.

You are fighting the shadows with your new light. You're able to continue to move forward and not look back upon me. I want you to be happy but I also don't want to be miserable. I wanna scream, I need to sleep. Need something figured out. I know some things, I've got temper because this is big amount of pain. Bye is all i get. Soon I'll be long gone and ignored. What's happening now? I don't wanna talk to you today, bye.
Those words might be the new normal. Thought love was to be immortal. I wanna believe she's not really all okay, but look at her sense of distractions. I'm a cry here and try to not allow the good byes **** me. Amazing how one word distroys ones world.