Maple and cranberry leaves
Taste the melting
Snow
It seemed to radiate
A certain amount
Of ancient hickory
And fire
I lifted the last leaf
From the toadstool
To find the ancient city
Of the fae folk
That only appeared in
The autumn light
It’s funny cause I wrote this as a response to an online magazine. I didn’t feel as though it really fit the prompt so I decided to share it here instead. Sometimes prompts take me to random places that I didn’t expect. I’ve been thinking a lot about writing and I’ve been trying to dedicate significant time to the craft. As I do so, I find myself enjoying it more and more. It’s a good place to be and I hope to continue to grow and dream of new adventures to write about.
Life and Times of a Quirky Character 