Author: Brent

Storm-swollen waters
Flurries of forest birds
World in motion

Harvest moon winks
As the warm sun rises
On a golden day

Dark early morning
Eerie silence in the trees
No hint of the sun

In the gloomy dark
Against bitter wind and rain
Runners push on

Through the dim forest
Out into the wide expanse
Dark cloud laced in pink

Deep blue skies
Flame-red leaves
Full colour sunrise

Assiniboine’s bow
Wraps the forest trail
Autumn yellow glow

Dark rippled clouds
An imperceptible shift
From night to day

Narrow threading trail
First autumn leaves appearing
Peace falls with the rain

Under threat of cloud
Gathers a morning crowd
To run for honey