Brilliant fall colors The curious nature of passion took hold of his personality he picked daisies while on long walks and pondered over things he’d never thought about before, like longing or blue paint on canvas or a dark eye-lash on a bright white shirt Speaking to others he became charged with emotion and bursts of anger were not unexpected He read about the small town calling his name screaming without interruption or glory or dignity What others called an hallucination was his everyday reality, or lack of reality, or living with too much reality To him seconds lasted days, and days lasted months and months the waiting as painful as sand in your shoes and later glass under your feet Near the end he stayed on the farm, the estate, in his minds eye Muttering to himself useless ideas staying out of the shadows and the shade of quercas rubra When they speak of him now they respect his curious nature, but can’t imagine
Brilliant fall colors
Brilliant fall colors
Brilliant fall colors
Brilliant fall colors The curious nature of passion took hold of his personality he picked daisies while on long walks and pondered over things he’d never thought about before, like longing or blue paint on canvas or a dark eye-lash on a bright white shirt Speaking to others he became charged with emotion and bursts of anger were not unexpected He read about the small town calling his name screaming without interruption or glory or dignity What others called an hallucination was his everyday reality, or lack of reality, or living with too much reality To him seconds lasted days, and days lasted months and months the waiting as painful as sand in your shoes and later glass under your feet Near the end he stayed on the farm, the estate, in his minds eye Muttering to himself useless ideas staying out of the shadows and the shade of quercas rubra When they speak of him now they respect his curious nature, but can’t imagine