On the Trees

Rough edges poke and stick out all around the trunk. Grey better describes it, with a hint of light rust coloring between the jagged cracks that scratch over the surface as if claws had scrapped down the sides. But green covers the trunks. Spotted moss colored specks dotting the bark. Branches split and break away, growing and pointing towards the sky.
Squirrels scramble up the sides when someone passes, balancing preciously at the thin ends of the branches.
As the sun crosses the sky and begins to set along the horizon, the shadows of the trees stretch over the lush grass of summer. The silver moonlight soon replaces the golden rays of the morning sun as the branches of the trees wave gently in a cooling breeze.

Images taken by Mizuni on the campus of Eastern University. Graphics by Mizuni.

Blue Berries

Blue berries.
Shades of ocean water and fresh dewdrops.
Dotting the thick leaves, colors of turquoise and purple.
Such a rainbow of so many colors below the trees.
Instead of fiery hues, cool tones.
A smoothing feeling of trickling water,
Running over smooth stones.
Blue berries,
So different, so eye catching.
Something to snap; a still image.
While just passing by.

Images taken by Mizuni on the campus of Eastern University. Graphics by Mizuni.

Falling Softly

Yellow veins blotched with green branch on the surface of the leaf. A pale red began to bleed into the foliage, browning some and yellowing others. The breezes snatched leaves from their perches and slowing they alighted to the ground. Maples bended forward with the wind, branches stretched out like fingers as if trying to capture the leaves ripped from its arms.
As the wind dies down the misfits fall softly like silent winter nights when the snow drifts down from the sky.
No longer green by reds, oranges, browns and yellows. When the sun touches the tops of the trees they ignite in a flaming splendor.

Images taken by Mizuni on the campus of Eastern University. Graphics by Mizuni.