the fleeting afternoon
portrayed by
leaf and light
Fall’s Impressionism
Shadows In The Fading Iris
shortened days
and the light
makes the most of itself
Morning Chill
the night now
leaves behind
a blanket of cold
Dispersal Of Hope
to be upheld by
and travel on
the power of a wish
Autumn’s Lantern
as night nibbles into day
the maple’s leaves
keep holding onto light
A Milkweed Star
shooting through
a galaxy of
crabapple moons
Still Standing
old barns
heirlooms
of heritage
Beneath A Blue Sky
humble leaves
expounding on
the miraculous commonplace
Bridging Seasons
when water stops moving
and branches are bare
the bridge will wait for spring
Together
little mushroom family
finding shelter
in each other
At The Water’s Edge
look upon the self
and recognize the shifts
from dark to light
Abundant Provision
come grosbeaks and waxwings
jays and cardinals too
the table tree is set for feasting
Long Legged Birch
a chorus line
standing at the edge
of the meadow and winter
Halloween
no need for carving
some pumpkins
decorate themselves
Seasonal Monagamy
together until
the spring
is time enough
On Its Way
it feels as if time
like the water
is rushing towards winter
Acclimatized
this scorching sunset contradicts
the nights’s promise
of a hard frost
Like Honey
the autumn light
slow and sticky
spreading sweetness
Still Life After Rain
clover, foxtail, leaf
a recipe for
autumn alchemy
Breathing Room
space between
now each leaf
speaks for itself
Audacity
in the season of decay
a white mushroom offers
fragile complexities
At Dusk
a marriage of powers
the storm and sunset
betrothed to each other
Amidst
the wind now bites
but still the light
is a gentle caress
During Seed Season
ripen into lightness
travel on the wind
root where landed
Onto The Next
two leaves together
begin their disappearance
a journey towards eternity
The Stars
a cypress watches
the stars scatter
their brilliance
Echos
one small leaf
containing the changes
of summer to fall
And Also With You
the light through clouds
bless the landscape
and anoint the trees
The Leaves
each to
its own
angle of repose
Borrowed View
the woods makes
a frame of itself
inventing introspection