Red leaves on summer trees
Haiku...
leaves saunter the air
the wind shakes hands with Autumn...
An early bloomer:
you jumped on the otherside...
Be laid:
with your private wounds...
Like war of words.
A fierce battle of winds...
It’s come around, it’s here once more
The season I’ve been waiting for...
The rocks in water
like words, between...
The mess you made, was
apocalyptic...
Listening to rainfall within a silent
evening, I gracefully capture the...
As I come, for molarity
without molars...
Be tender, with me-
in midstream...
Farewell color green
orange is in style...