The light was
so beautiful this morning
Now it is gone
That fast
'Out brief candle'
Well to the west
It loomed dark purple
Deepest hints of bruised plum
Like after a storm
The light was illuminating
Autumn colors on some trees
Bright Gold completely on one
Green & Red on another
I wanted to get a shot of that
But the light was so fast
I guess it will have to live on
Inside of my memory
a collaborative poem with Gigi Starlings
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