Tag: September

what it is

let’s sit slow
savour late summer sun
descend to leaf speed
the production patterns
of butterflies and bees
who never forget to bask
bathe in the sun
drown-swim in nectar
find what is there
for the moment

K. H-H / A. H (7th September 2019)

late september

  inside, ticking tickles silence at the window my climbing rose’s trellis creaks hear seasons changing, coming, gone   A. H / K. H-H (27 September 2018)