After the leaves are gone
lichen paints the forest green.
Pine Grove
This is the spot
to rest on the plush pine needle carpet,
listen to the song of the leaves and the river
and hear the wisdom of your own heart.
Swarm
Like a swarm of bees looking for their hive
yellow leaves flutter and buzz in the breeze.
Passing
In late fall fragile leaves delicately adorn the trees,
their transient nature intensifying their beauty.
Autumn Tracks
Clickity clack away rode summer.
The whisper and crunch of leaves
is the sound of Fall’s journey.
Limbs and Leaves
A knot of limbs.
A web of leaves.
The forest is a tapestry.
Late Bloom
The first hard frost has taken all the leaves.
One brave bloom reaches for the sun.