Things Left Out

Old tractors, their rust a kind of language between that of birds and trees.
Panic, from the pilot's baritone.
The suffering of apples.
The crankiness, the whining, the pitiful end that elegies refuse to name.
Things.
 
A . . . . Z

  A is for Acacia | Baby | Camels | Dreams | Enlightenment | Freedom | Gods | Hope | Infinity | Jumping | Kouakourou | Light | Mermaids | Nothing | Orange | Piano | Quartz | Roses | Squirrel | Trees | Universe | Variations | Wombats | Ex models | Yellow | Zigzag