__________

Winter maple

the nest

... at last.

__________

__________

Even

what she couldn't love

... gone.

__________

 

__________

Something in my eyes

I asked but ... no longer there

I said.

__________

 

__________

Out in the frost

the chickadee too

... can never go back.

__________

 

__________


Still, passing
despite the tendrils
of the trees.

__________

__________


Autumn desert
not of my making
... so why my shaking?

__________

__________


Dandelion field
the bee whispering farewells
... blossom to blossom.

__________

__________


Last rusting apple
learning the ways
... of clover.

__________

__________


Another moon
another me
... the same surprise.

__________

__________


In this rest, no rest
but only the rest, the dream
... revealing.

__________

__________


Early turns
and chases of leaf
... and he follows.

__________

__________


Dead mouse
an old road
... new wind.

__________

__________


Siren through the dark
from where to somewhere
... fading.

__________

__________


New and renew
yet, I recall it just so
... this meadow.

__________

__________


A list
of fading things:
... things moving, things still.

__________

__________


A list
of tragic things:
... things that flutter.

__________

__________


A tiny hand
balloon of smiles
... away.

__________

__________


Crows, birds preparing
warnings of endings
... they've seen this before.

__________

__________


She peels
to something neither she
nor I expected.

__________

__________


Sad must in a smile -
glad must
in the fatal mile.

__________