Look up not down

leaf

Down on the floor

I see my feet

The muddy path

The untidy carpet

I see my troubles

They are stuck there

They can’t move

I feel gloomy

.

Look up at the sky

I see fast moving clouds

Sun peaking through

Bright leaves on the trees

Unusual rooftops

Swirling smoke from chimneys

Birds merrily chirping

My difficulties are subsiding

I feel happy and bright

I look up not down

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Autumn turning

Morning is dark as a raven

the fog hangs in the air

street lights elongate shadows

slate grey sky covered in fog

smoke wafts from chimney tops

mixes with damp air

soggy leaves underfoot

small drips of water fall from the tree

the smell of autumn turning