Autumn seems to be plundering in by the signs of frost, leaves falling, and chilly mornings. Clouds beckon me in the early
part of the day, and brilliant sunsets enamour me each evening. Indian Summer always affect a warm glowing feeling reminicsent
of childhood and days gone by.
I find inpiration in the warm aroma of leaves burning, apples baking, and pumpkin roasting. Typing with a cup of hot
coffee and a cinnamon roll fresh from the oven brings even the least interesting project to life. The feeling reminds me
of childhood, when I'd arrive home with something delicious cooking in the kitchen, just to scatter my homework on the table
and spend hours writing for my favorite class - Writing.
On these days, poetry, short stories, memories, and laughter come easy. Autumn, particularly Indian Summer, is my favorite
We have some great stories to share in this newsletter. Browse about a bit and enjoy. I've included a link to each writer's
site so you can visit and get to know the writer! Enjoy!
chill the air
life so calm
rain drops fall
still of night
moon shines bright
love is past
learn to know
write and show
to winter glow
by Jan Verhoeff
Haunting Past Zines
September 2004 Ezine
Clifford's First Autumn