Colors of My Tuesday

Under a tree

Under a tree

A young boy returning from a walk to the river

Stops under a tree, glances at its little shade

Pulls from one of his pockets an orange

Starts peeling, dropping the peelings on the ground

Cuts a slice and puts it in his mouth.

Smiles, then resumes his walk.

 

I continue my walk towards the river.

Fortune

She experienced a good fortune

She was hiking  in the woods

Hungry and exhausted and lost

Found sweet, abundant, wild strawberries

Afternoon commitment

The wind circles in spurts.
My early afternoon walk to the river
Brown leaves and empty chair.

call me pomegranate