October afternoon
only rain
hangs on the line
Color is the Light
orange and purple dawn
honored by the morning moon
color is the light of autumn’s days
Willow Chairs
beneath the changing colors
with feet in a rainbow of leaves
these are the seats to spend time with time
Clean
the flock bathes
in clear waters and pools of sunlight
splash splash community bath
Thirst
edges drink the colors
of weather and time
which paint the leaves
Grazing
delicious is
the final feast
of fresh grass
Color Divulged
morning fog rolls out
revealing the days
new colors
Paradise
bee’s nirvana
a pollen utopia
found in October
Present
here now
heron holds tight
to the present moment
Fortification
the landscape floods with color
and soaks into our every cell
fortifying us for winter’s long monochrome
Delphinium on Oak
summer echoes
in the single bud
fallen from the vase
Fallen
autumn’s accord
birch branch wears
the shadows of reeds
The Wind Is Monet’s Brush
the changing light
the passage of the season
painted on the canvas of the pond
Red Dress
The maple
in her red dress
turns heads
Balance
on one leg or two
mallards balance
on a river log
Accumulation
fall is for gathering
wood into stacks
and sheep into flocks
Last Song
late blooms sing
a yellow serenade
to summer and her sunshine
Beauty’s Work
pink veined
form follows function
in the leaf’s architecture
Challenge
competitive dahlia
challenges fall’s colors
with her October bloom and bud
The Kingdom
the heron presides
over his kingdom’s
changing colors
Preen
pretty is
as
pretty does
Augury
shade foreshadows winter
waiting in the wings of fall
A Gate With A View
the world awaits
outside the garden gate
Kaleidoscope
kalos eidos
beautiful beauty
to be seen
Sunlit
a grace note
of autumn light
plays upon the lily pond
Insomnia
before the toad
is ready to retire
the garden is put to bed
Mapped
the continents
of some brave new world
are mapped upon the leaf
Infinity
a gathering
of dew drops
individuality transcended
Glide
in a silent world
where the self is heard
motion is effortless
Revealed
nature reflects
the whole
of everything