#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Into the Autumn Woods 

Last night, out late, city excitement leaving me

hard moving for morning, I decide: walk less

stop short, go back - but October lights the river

rippling muscles of desire, my dog's feet

follow, a face minding my soul, she'll stop

if asked, turn back too soon, my mood follows

her compass, turning us now, toward trees

lifting my eyes, my foot fall quickens on

this moldering floor

All photos and words copyright Kelly DuMar 2016