I go out walking each day with my dog. Most often this is where I find myself, writing words.

Monday, November 21, 2011

reckless resisting

November 21, 2011- Small Stones 
reckless resisting  by  Teri H Hoover


Dimly, dusk descended,
deliberately, drinking distance.

A laughing yellow leaf heart,
dangles, undaunted in the dampness.