Thursday, November 26, 2015

Monday, November 23, 2015


Bright, peripheral flash, sulfur yellow -
Tattered and faded alfalfa butterflies;
Spastic landings, lurching launches,
Before me, blood-red meadowhawks.

What I celebrate seeing in the spring,
I mourn seeing in cooling November -
The next frosted night will be their last.
So I thank them, yet keep on walking.

                                                     ~ Tiwago

(photography by tiwago)