A Mid November Morning

A pewter sky branches almost bare a few burnt orange leaves stretch sway tear free from branch flit dance fall to the ground to the frozen earth to the brittle brown A few burnt orange...

Spring

A flush of green Lilac, lavender, sweet the soft puff of dandelion seeds A hawk gliding on a breeze Caterpillars bungee jump from trees Wheeling Creek hushed by leaves A couple sitting on its bank heads...

Snow Day, a Poem

By Lauren Cuff Weelunk Contributor   Snow Day   I have coffee I keep my pajamas on I play music I listen to my dog snore I begin to write a story for my...