Golden rain of leaves

aerie, eyrie, perch

leaves float on unseen breezes

I sit pen in hand

wanting to capture

it all on the page but words

cannot hold the wind

My aerie is my place on the second floor of a 4-plex located in a colorful Southside neighborhood.  It is a small town within the larger town that is Birmingham.  My balcony as well as my studio/office have a view of the street below.

I write here, paint here and yes sometimes I just watch the parade of life below.  My desk sits in front of a window, so I can ignore the mess as I work and look out at the view.  My view is a large tree whose branches are a stone’s throw away where birds come and stare at me as much as I stare at them.  The street below is quiet with the occasional.  Squirrels run from neighborhood cats; occasional joggers run by morning and evening, young children and university students come and go from school, cars leave for work in the morning and come home in the evening

From my aerie, I watched the leaves, a golden yellow rain fall in flurries from the tree out front.  Nature parades past my window, seasons come and go, rain, snow,  trees go from barren to green to a rain shimmering autumn leaves carried on the wind leaving them bare once again.

No words of mine can do them justice.  Catch the rain and the wind, try without end.

 

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Tammy J Rizzo
    Oct 24, 2012 @ 16:12:51

    Such poetic imagery. I wish I had such a space for myself. Thank you for sharing yours with us.

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    • Perle Champion
      Oct 24, 2012 @ 16:24:36

      Thank you. It has a nicer view than the apartment I lost last year to fire. I can work at my desk for hours. I open the french doors to the Living room I can even catch my favorite tv shows why doing some more mundane chores. Thanks for stopping by.

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