Friday, October 27, 2006
Decaying fruit betrayed by the sun
Infects the skeleton bloom of trees.
Winds from the forest promise peace
Salvation flies on the whirling leaves.
Release the hopes abandoned by light
Embrace the darkening Autumn seas.
Evil unleashed to thunder free
Rekindles withered, forgotten needs.
(This poem is my entry in Minx' contest in honor of Samhain. Check out the other entries at The Inner Minx!)
(Oh, and while I have you here, can I get your opinion on something? I've been thinking about doing a podcast series called "Under the Stars With Jason Evans" where I invite a fellow blogger to sit for a few minutes on a quiet night to talk. They would not be traditional interviews. More like a return to those late night conversations we've probably all had in our youth. The question is, would you be interested in hearing a podcast series like that? Would anyone be interested in participating?)
(UPDATE: Sounds like folks are interested in the podcast idea. (BTW, they would be audio files posted here). Thanks to Jaye, Scott, and (possibly) Terri for expressing interest in participating!! For now, I plan to do them via telephone. Anyone else interested in doing it?)
Posted by jason evans at 12:25 AM