crackling under foot
when autumn breezes billow
yellow, red and golds
About the Creator
John Cox
Twisted teller of mind bending tales. I never met a myth I didn't love or a subject that I couldn't twist out of joint. I have a little something for almost everyone here. Cept AI. Aint got none of that.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
Comments (7)
I appreciate how the brevity mirrors nature’s fleeting moments. It feels like a haiku in spirit—simple, reflective, and deeply evocative.
Now that piece of art is simply lovely - and ever so perfect for your haiku, which accurately details the vivid colors of autumn's beauty and arrival. Best of luck to you in the challenge, John.
Love the use of billow here. Wonderful imagery, John! Best of luck!
I love how you took us under with the sound. Then up into the atmosphere with the wind so that the breeze billow. I like the smooth transition to yellow too. Lovely to see you enter this one, John. All the best in the challenge 🤗❤️
This was so colourfully beautiful. Loved your poem!
This paints such a vivid autumn scene.
Vivid autumn hiaku & fascinating accompanying image.🤔🤗