It's summer and everything is for the most part green or brown. One of the interesting things about blogging is getting to share in another's life. I am amazed at the variety of ways people share their existence with others. Photos, stories, poetry, art, and even daily accounts give us a window into life both past and present. The presenter cannot divorce his past. So, as hard as we try to disguise ourselves, we still leak through in the things we create. It is also interesting to post something and have others comment on it. Even in comments on the same item we find a variety of ways to look at the content. I wrote a series of three Haiku some time ago each starting with the same first line. Some of you contest poets may even remember the name of the poetry form, I can't recall it just now. It is a fairly transparent theme, but I'd be interested in your take when you read it.Twisting leaf in wind.
Green, it moves with limb and twig
youth has strength to spare.
Twisting leaf in wind.
Red, it leaves its lofty perch
color to be seen.
Twisting leaf in wind.
Brown, it’s blown from place to place
no one knows it’s there.
Everything is vague to a degree you do not realize till you have tried to make it precise. - Bertrand Russell
