as leaves are leaving
the tree’s structure emerges
written in colors
a poetry of absence
In The Presence Of Departures
Never Lonely
two by two
horses and ponies
exponential companionship
Mammut Of Maine
the Maine shore
a rock muscled mastodon
in kelp fur
Space Enough
I am widened
by the ocean’s horizon
so much space for my soul to roam
Lace Maker
the log
dressed up for fall
a collar of frilly fungi
The Happenstance Of Circumstance
this side so lush and green
autumn on the opposite shore
place dictates everything
Bearded Branch
dressed up for halloween
or did old man winter
get snagged on a branch?
Autumn Leaf On Pebble Beach
the delicate landing of a fallen leaf
the pebbled shore in conversation with the waves
the dog and I witnesses to all creation
The Transfer Of Color
trees emptied of leaves
so an autumn sunset
colors the sky
Roads To Winter
in the darkness
and the scarcity
there will also be beauty
Two Red Feathers
the wild rose takes flight
her last bloom
red feathers
In The Sweet
autumn leaves
coated with
honeyed autumn light
Portal
on the other side
of the dew revealed web
resides the insects micro universe
Fairies Autumn
mostly fall is raucous color
but at a small enclave near the brook
shy leaves blush hues of pink
In October The Garden Empties
the clothes line houses only pins
the raised beds abundance
long since devoured
Call And Respond
from leaves
to ripples
color echos
The Last To Bloom
more beloved are these
for their magnanimity
in the dwindling garden
Hearts Abound
seed pods and sugar houses
share the same wish
love, love, love
Crescendo
if colors could be heard
this maple offers
a triumphant cymbal’s crash
The Hurried Hush
autumn days quicken
keeping pace with the meadow’s
movements of light and color
Respite
the worn bloom
finds shade and support
on the rock wall
in the bud yet to flower
Color Hunting
leaf peepers
big buck
the red, red maple
Pumpkin Tracks
a gathering of gourds and pumpkins
like patrons at the train depot
awaiting their ride through autumn
Stillness Inside The Current
rock beneath the waterfall
witness to every nuance in the weather
barometer of time
My Purple Satellite
circling the the garden
receiving sun
sending color
Steel Steed
forever galloping
through the seasons
of the meadow
The Raspberry King
running wild
conquering the garden outskirts
claiming territory as your own
Skedaddle
back to the deep woods
as the sun rises
bug hunter hunted
The Aubergines Progression
the blossom
the bud and beginning
develop into a full fruited becoming
In The Quietude
here at this river bend
the past is behind me, the future in front
and I am centered in the current of now