Imagination

Imagination

During the day, I walk my imagination on a leash. Sometimes I let it range out ahead. It wags its tail and darts from scent to scent, sometimes pausing if something shiny catches its attention. When a car comes I shorten up and force my imagination to heel. But at...
Seasonal Ovation

Seasonal Ovation

A sudden, prolonged gust through the oaks sets the dry leaves rustling like the applause of thousands of hands coming together rising to a crescendo then dying away with the...
Murmuration

Murmuration

I walked past the elementary school just as the children were released for noon recess They erupted from the doors swirling and scattering across the playground The unintelligible cacophony of their voices sounding like the shrill chirps and twittering of a flock of...