Monday 5 November 2018

1 Poem by Diane Webster


The October maple leaf
was gifted to me
for its Fall red
But after a day inside
the leaf curled
until its middle digit
raised defiantly.


Diane Webster grew up in Eastern Oregon before she moved to Colorado.  She enjoys drives in the mountains to view all the wildlife and scenery and takes amateur photographs.  Writing poetry provides a creative outlet exciting in images and phrases Diane thrives in.  Her work has appeared in "Philadelphia Poets," "Eunoia Review," "River Poets Journal," and other literary magazines.

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