I saw a red leaf updrift in clouds of poofy snow cascading all directions
It got caught on a branch in the unlikeliest of connections
It stayed, it swayed, brilliant reds of many shades
Then it flapped it’s wings against the desolate chaos through the woods
I stared as it disappeared, and for a moment, understood
Where gun shots blaze – an explosion of feathers Daffodil petals Knife wounds fester – aurora borealis rainbow colors When explosions ring – harps pluck purity elasticity Calamitous comets ingenuity
Held within modern cinema is the same fantastic idea; except the fantasy is now computerized and super human powers are CGI’ed. “We want to be the hero,” said everyone, worldwide; although there are