This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Leaves

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The leaves have been holding back.
Too timid to reveal their true nature
until just before the end.

But now
The time grows close
under the weight of the full moon.

Finally they are ready for their moment.

Disrobe in colorless night.
(The moon will not tell on them)

In the morning
Show their true colors to the
Sunlight.

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