You can run Across dead leaves, Through naked trees In a dusk lit woodland Off the trail, Away […]
Trees
Free Verse Revolution has posted another new poem of mine: At the Beginning
A crisp cold wind blows Snow starts swirling on mountains Ice sparkles on trees. 1/8/19 In response to […]
Blue skies patched with grey Naked trees, a winter breeze, The birds are singing. 2/10/18
John W. Leys 