From Picture to Page: Greener

Trying to turn every little thing around me into art. I feel like I'm running out of known space I haven't photographed.

Greener

Leaves on brick
stay green,
low hanging hope

leads to first
starry night
we can see.

What else left
to cling on
in morning.

Bits of room
landlord won't
come to collect,

neighbor's fence
toppled by
own lurking trees.

Nothing falls
onto us
new win.