Dance Leaf-
Show me no other-
Your sky awaits-
-M. Taggart
Month: November 2016
A Poem
The stripped October tree-
We could see his hair brush away from his forehead-
Was cold and naked-
He had taken off his hat-
Pulled within to fight another New England Winter-
And he grinned at the crisp taste of late October
copyright 2016 -M. Taggart
Odd Walking Thoughts – Stone Bridge
The stone bridge calmed our heart. The summer sky was large and the sun was shifting below the horizon. There was still plenty of light to see. Trout were lazily laying on the bottom of the stream. We could see them. A moth landed on the water. A fat trout ate the moth. We laughed and wanted to know why the fat trout ate the moth and not one of the smaller ones.
copyright 2016 -M. Taggart
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