dogtrax

Each day brings delay as summer decays into Autumn's short embrace

for Algot

Even deep in night, leaves lose touch with their branches, tumbling in darkness

for #ds106 #DailyCreate

It's the fold between night and day - Am I even here?

Very Doubtful

I hear the rush of something in the leaves - Should I even care?

Ask Again Later

A car approaches, and I pull the dog aside — Should I wave?

Concentrate And Ask Again

Shall I wave?

Yes

I did as you told but there was no response - How shall I behave?

Better Not Tell You Now

The sun begins to climb and morning breaks — Is this the end of an all-nighter?

Signs Point To Yes

I'm talking to a voice of a object from childhood - Does that make me a writer?

Without A Doubt

for #OpenWrite using this Magic 8 Ball site https://magic-8ball.io/

Something sweet sounds like a cupcake with licked white frosting on our fingers, forever in that remembered moment of closed-eye deliciousness, when quiet contentment turns into loved laughter

for #OpenWrite

On a woodland hunt, after days of heavy rain; the search for mushrooms

A crisp wind, blowing across the morning; a wisp of Autumn yawning

The acorn sits, waiting for something to happen; a squirrel, perhaps, or maybe a child at play, or perhaps a sudden gust of storm wind; the little oak nut with a sturdy body and brown hat remains patient, knowing its time for travel will come

for #writeout

A small poem, written from memory; the ease of a joyful moment

Within outer skin, an apple's flesh tastes so sweet, except for the seeds

One lone leaf, fallen, from an old tree, now calling, silent, in Autumn