Fall leaves cascade
rapidly upon sodden moss...
Snowflakes landing on your hand
then disappearing from your sight...
I thought my little mate the blackbird
was being bullied by his flock...
When she enters
into the woods...
One afternoon I waded waist deep through
yellow grass to the old apple tree and there...
Silent screams like electric lights
Striking from the depths of dark swirling skies...
Not giving or taking.
I will share you...
There are the freeze bees
Teasing me to sneeze...
Misty autumn trees
reaching for the morning sky...
Sometimes it
was better, not to know the...
Blossoming petals,
glistening in the spring rain...
Another woman
sits on rose hips...