The waters of great lakes
deep and wild flow together.
Sumac burns brightly red
at the feet of trembling aspen.
Where winter strips bare
all the pretty maples
We are walking an uncertain path
into the dark country of desire.

About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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4 Responses to Michigan

  1. How did you? Great look at home. Uncertain, true, but this is home. I walk brimming with desire.

  2. Ray Sharp says:

    the fall is sad but beautiful

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