photography, artwork, stories, thoughts, words by hcmorris77
November 26, 2022
GATHERING LEAVES
Spades take up leaves
No better than spoons,
And bags full of leaves
Are light as balloons.
I make a great noise
Of rustling all day
Like rabbit and deer
Running away.
But the mountains I raise
Elude my embrace,
Flowing over my arms
And into my face.
I may load and unload
Again and again
Till I fill the whole shed,
And what have I then?
Next to nothing for weight,
And since they grew duller
From contact with earth,
Next to nothing for color.
Next to nothing for use.
But a crop is a crop,
And who’s to say where
The harvest shall stop?”
~ Robert Frost
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The world isn’t getting worse or darker,
the veil sheltering you from “reality” is lifting
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I don’t run from my problems.
I sit on my couch
play on my phone
and ignore them like all other adults.
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We did not declare war on the government
the government declared war on
We the People
of The United States
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