Dreaming of Winter

Bright Red
Leaves are turning red in fall.
Watch the geese go somewhere new.
With a conscience true may all
Of winter’s sorrows not turn you.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Lillian is hosting.

Maple Leaves

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

26 thoughts on “Dreaming of Winter”

  1. In some ways, I’ve always thought autumn was nature’s cruelty thrust upon us…..that glorious color that regales…then falls to leave a monotone world of skeletal trees. It’s like she yanks the rug right from under us….from brilliance to the depths of tepid dull.

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  2. I always enjoy your photos, Frank…so beautiful where you live. Here in the south there’s little change yet to come to tell us that fall is here. Most autumns are still quite warm but I have lived in a seasonal place before with quite severe winters so sure understand the change you’re describing here. Including winter’s sorrows!
    Gayle ~

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