shedding summer skin
willow floats downstream
reflecting season’s end (Maggie Grace)
as tears of loss adorn
my final autumn apple (Björn)
This is not an apple by René Magritte
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November 6, 2013
Carpe Diem Tan Renga – Maggie’s ”shedding summer skin”
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November 6, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
So lovely, Bjorn.
Beautiful and sad.
Lovely indeed. 🙂
Fall is a season that causes reflection on death. This piece is somber but lovely Bjorn
I can see an apple orchard out my window. I like to listen to the plunks as the workers toss them into wooden crates at harvest time. I love your graphic. It looks like an apple to me. 🙂
What a sad story, you’ve made the feeling of loss stronger with your stanza Bjorn. A real autumn feeling came over me …
A wonderful visual. Well done.
Bjorn, first off, you have to hand it to Magritte, that ironic title.
Bittersweet, “my final autumn apple,” feels like a loss much deeper. Lovely writing, both of you. Peace, Amy
May your final autumn apple bring you much winter cider warmth my friend!
the princess and the dragon
Final apple? Alas!
delightful ~ love the apple ending the season ~ thanks, xxx
Great loss indeed!
Brilliant!
Wistful, yet beautiful. 🙂
Eliz
What is your favorite type of apple, that is the question 🙂
good one, Bjorn 🙂 now you have to wait til next fall… ha-aha.