…..auburn in autumn seek fleeting greens measured longing minds reapplied……  

…..grains of sand plummet time scatters the wind whispers cling on……

….wild over growth of dry weeds, strong worn fence, foggy uncertainty lures with a whisper…. jump!

…sharp evenings with orange skies ever widening chasms tilt the bottle some more…

…thin blackend strings dance to the rhythm free and riotous at times obliging……  

….swaying blades of grass strum string of the rain melodious once and again…