Anna Blake Godbout
Notes from the Ridge
Tag: evening
I am greeting September with a quiet poem for my readers. The bustle of summer is now past. Here in Colorado our mornings begin with chilled autumn like temperatures. Spots of orange are appearing on the scrub oak and the aspens are tinged with…
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Evening Tour
Walking under the magical light of a lavender dusk; the crushed shell road crunches under my weary feet. I am alone, with thoughts that blow and swirl around to the incessant voice of high tide, as if placing one step ahead of the other…
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