Russian Eyes:

In Autumn, I always think of Russia~~(without any rising

connector:

no lever


or wheel


or cog


to replace the central theme
.)


**


I believe

there is


in each wind-blown leaf

a small soul,


fiery red,


which having separated itself

**

only seems to the naked eye

a cast-off

of yellowed time;


and, only

in our spirits


defined.

~x~SinfullyAnon./Just Another Guy!

2 comments:

Lil Bit said...

Russian? ... but she looks Swiss or Swedish, yet dressed all Asian, lol ;)

Luv the poetry here, hon... very nice! =)

Just another Guy! said...

Thanks, a lot, Lil Bit!
You're my First Visiter/commenter..

...(see ya, Halloween!~boo!)

~x~Just Another Guy/SinfullyAnon