Talking Fall Poem by Jeffrey H Bogue

Talking Fall



Talking leaves
The birds sing
A voice in the wind
Cluttered voices
Old creation rising to heaven
New spirit emerging
Christ interwoven in our myths
So is winter nigh

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(Port Townsend, Wa.2013)
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