A winter frost stills
an ever changing pattern
of autumn’s fallen leaves
Tag: leaves
Look, but don’t touch
mincing on
mud-slung boots
a child dances around
a bed of fallen leaves:
orange fields
to be kept
and savored
Ladybugs
round leaves along branches
turn red and become a busy
gathering of ladybugs
Leaves
Why is it?
That standing in the path
and watching the changing leaves
I feel at peace
and never alone
Daddy’s Girl
Like the veil of a bride
Tender falls the night
Around your sleeping head.
The moon as your attendant
Watches with shy pride
While leaves tap on the window —
Harbingers of future courtiers.
Winter’s Approach
Mourning doves lament
As wind scatters sere-veined leaves
The snow hare’s footstep
Lifetime Labor
Those birds that chirrup a sweet song
Perhaps they were born with gifts
But the Mockingbird learns tune by tune
Listening to the beauty of others
Note by note he copies and twists
Until his hard work yields a repertoire
As brilliant as the colors of autumn
Halloween
The wind howls
Through leaf-littered streets
Tiny apparitions
RED GLADIOLA 