Just one moment…

Send us Fan MailJust one moment From nothing, to something,the wind blew in a gust of blue, warmth and late evening light, and so began the dancethe dried, brittle dance of leaves and July, as she fell, and danced againand again,in the slow silence of motion,in the remembranceof spring,the path turnedand led me deeper into the landof high hedges,apple trees,laden in the passingfor with the dance, of hours, daysthe shortened months to comethe approachingshadows of a falling night‘farewell,’ whispered the eveningand listenedto no one. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]