Leaves of Autumn
#3 of short stories another seasonal piece soft rays of light shower down onto the lightly covered ground through the openings between the vibrant autumn leaves of the towering trees
That Time Before Winter
Though it's lacking its leaves, looking lonely and bare, i just can't help but smile as i harmlessly stare at what once was full green, so i shout out "hooray," giving thanks to the trees on this cool autumn day.
Damsons
The grassy hills gently meandered into the horizon. A low mist hung in the air, hugging the contours of the landscape like a softly woven blanket. It was nearly night time, the orange sun sat balanced on a ledge of grimy clouds. Its hue spread along...
The Touch - Chapter 1
Haku grabbed his new black leather gloves and tugged them onto his hands a little tighter, the narrow fingers of the gloves fitting his slightly tightly, but he preferred it that way. They made his fingers more slender, and that suited his personal...
Autumn's Memories - short poem
Like all of the great seasons, autumn is not just a departure, it's our renewal, and a greeting all the same. **written by: fane star**
A Witch in the Autumn
autumn stared at one of the claws quickly fixed the hole from his forearm, nodding approvingly at the machine known as gravel. "you have my thanks," autumn said, bowing his head slightly.
Autumn Interrupts
The inmost heart of autumn, hardened still, i wanted to forget. i never will.
Autumn Is A Pagan
With harvest charms, and mysteries, and the taste of apple-roast, aye, autumn is a pagan, and it's autumn who i love.
Gentle Autumn
#1 of poems just a little something i thought of while sitting under a tree holding you in my arms, watching you sleep your head resting on my chest, hearing my heart beat my back to a grand tree, among autumn fall leaves the sun light slips between
Autumn Dream
Familar voice called out to me in the empty street but no matter where i looked i could not see them a voice called out sometimes happy, sometimes concerned and other times just casually we walked along silently unable to see them or feel them we saw the autumn
The Four Maidens
It falls like leaves in autumns... and it rests like snow of the winter... the first maiden conducts in her flowery dress the song the birds sing carried by the breeze.
One of my poems
Forgive that in english it sounds not rhyme, i wrote my poems in russian and its difficult translate them on english, because my english is bad, then, if i learn english more better, i can try write my poems and stories in english ^^ i am a wolf in a moonless autumn