Something in the Air a short thought
This was an original thought that lead to Something in the Air. There’s something in the air. I can feel it too. An autumn breeze Waking trees That haven’t got a clue.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Oct 22, 2013 | Poetry, writings
This was an original thought that lead to Something in the Air. There’s something in the air. I can feel it too. An autumn breeze Waking trees That haven’t got a clue.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Oct 15, 2013 | Poetry, writings
“It’s cold in this corner,” said little Time Horner while peddling pumpkin pies. “I think I should warn her who’ll stand in this corner after this peddler dies.” So he scratched an inscription upon the stone wall. He...
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Jul 3, 2013 | Poetry, writings
A newly ripe peach, firm to hold, soft to touch. May a seed, June a crush.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Jul 3, 2013 | Poetry, writings
The tree brisks fire of red and green. The first warm air in spring.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Jul 3, 2013 | Poetry, writings
Summer wind. And sand that pricks like guilt. Slush that melts and mucks your gully.
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