Kissed by the Autumn air.
I'll give my fortune, for just a taste.
My heart longs for the ease.
Just one that will set me free.
My hand out, I'm on bended knee.
To fulfill all your dreams.
In a graveyard of dreams.
Each falling leaf, a glorious work of natures' art.
Tis there for any and all, merely stop, look, and see.
Guilty am I also, rarely do I give just duty.
Beginning Fall 2013 this site will proudly post stories and poems, bits and blurbs, by everyday authors, just like you. Some are shy, some are prolific, and all have something to say that deserves to be shared. At the end of each 'season' we will compile these gems into something digital, to be made available on Amazon etc.
So come... Fall with us.