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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

__ As the days grow short, "short-day rivers" float these travelers, toward their unknown. 

red leaves
find their path to the sea
travelers

9 comments:

Γιάννης Πολιτόπουλος said...

M ore than
a poem that
g rows
y ounger than
a look at the
r ainbow of art

Thank you my friend for your visit.
Warmest greetings from Greece.
Yannis Politopoulos

Magyar said...

__ Wonderful Yannis; I thank you... your kind visit and inventive comment! _m

Rachel said...

Herzliche Grüße von mir, lieber Magyar, mit bestem Dank für deinen Besuch bei mir und deine Umsetzung meines Gedichtes. Du weißt, ich freue mich immer wieder darüber.

Noch gute Sonntagsstunden wünscht dir
Rachel

Tikkis said...

Checked our river yesterday, found just some yellow leaves. And that river hardly flows. :-)

Magyar said...

__ Rachel, I thank you; that which you write... often causes my mind to explore. My continued best wishes to you, and you are forever welcome!

__ Tikkis, I thank you for your visit and comment, too you are always welcome!


a flat river; wanders into the silent; earth's vein

_m

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovelt autumnal 'ku

Ygraine said...

Yes, such a magical thing...to find those yellow leaves floating by in the river. When I see them, I imagine they are wishes that have been cast into the water by those in need...and I hope with all my heart that they will soon be granted!:))

Magyar said...

__ I thank you Juliet and "Y"... as we see time's rivers' flow!

Charlotte Blom said...

And so it (the wind) goes (blows)! And now, it is...a red sea!