Dan Hardison
Drifting Away
Driving home I notice pots of chrysanthemums on passing thresholds. I’m reminded how you would fill the porch with mums at the first hint of autumn. There is a kind of serene melancholy as autumn signals the waning of another year. You always decorated the porch based on the season, but I think autumn was your favorite. And now the porch remains the same regardless of the season.
wandering thoughts as time grows shorter . . . tattered leaf
About the Author
Dan Hardison, a native of Tennessee, now lives in Wilmington, North Carolina. He is a photographer, artist, and writer working primarily in Japanese short form poetry. His work has appeared in many online and print journals. More work can be found at http://www.danhardison.blogspot.com/ and http://www.windscapestudio.com/.