The sky is gray and rumpled
low-hanging clouds skuttle
across the land without a shadow
taking their rain with them.
A day like this calls for a strong cup of coffee. Coffee and books and hours of writing. Autumn come!
I've been sitting on a few awards that I need to pass on and I will. I will, I promise, but right now all I can do is share with you an amazing poet and writer who is new to the blogosphere but obviously not to the power of the written word. You can check Alisa Dodge out here. You won't be sorry. I promise.