Tag Archives: fall

water lifts up those leaves floating seasonal teases on a platter of color.  gifts that touch us briefly– a butterfly kissing game flame-brushed & gone as fast as it is felt Advertisements

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it is october mostly fallen

it is october, mostly fallen & still falling and i already see the after the anticipation of spring but before that first step climbing March is dreamed, i rake leaves before wind takes them where empty things go what falls now nourishes later & … Continue reading

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it is indian summer & I have diem to carpe

it is indian summer & I have diem to carpe– the sky has never been this specific blue & oh I want to choose these moments from fall for best ripeness, red & rounding full into my hands, bitten into like new apples, … Continue reading

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the bones of it

a sugar maple after the first hard freeze knows the essential & lets everything else go releases red to run rustling in front of wind we call it falling but the core stands bare the stripped simplicity of a monk … Continue reading

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fall comes to the valley in whispers

cornfields left dry and standing in late september whisper urgency the harvest gods are impatient for everything to be gathered in, dried, or ground to flour, so they can dance with light on water before it freezes, or sleep in leaf-piles. yes, early fall … Continue reading

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days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head

these are days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head echoing light like returned kisses, when color forms a fist and punches daylight so hard it brings up bruises in flaming leaves Fall color is not … Continue reading

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september rain

september brings rain we needed this july the burned grass uprooted to mud leaves crisp red over

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