Merging into one,
the many shades of orange—
summertime sunset.
Merge
Author: N
Writer of all things, some of which are pretty good.
Plane
At ten thousand feet,
I awake dazed and confused
with the rising sun.
Tendencies
Ultimate human:
to conquer that big mountain;
remain unhappy.
Longing
Winter photograph;
on a dry hot summer’s day,
remembering rain.
The end
Flowers have their days;
at long last the time has come,
for the sun to set.
