gray softness lies low
against the brown mountainside
crowding out shadow -
fallen leaves pile up, too wet
to dance in the autumn wind.
Funny, how the kami mess with me that way...LOL.
Got most of my next chapter of fox tales written...amazing.
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I write this poem, and the sun comes out....
gray softness lies low
against the brown mountainside
crowding out shadow -
fallen leaves pile up, too wet
to dance in the autumn wind.
Funny, how the kami mess with me that way...LOL.
Got most of my next chapter of fox tales written...amazing.
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