autumn-bare crape myrtle
AN OAK LEAF FALLS
INTO THE MINI-ROSE BUSH
WINDCHIMES' TUNE
~~~~
one month later
finding
my Halloween shirt
~~~
flying
into the birdbath
leaves and shadows
~~~
CAT JUMPS TO THE RIM
OF THE BIRDBATH . . . PERKS HIS EARS
AT A FLOATING LEAF
~~~
skimming
in the lake water
trees and clouds
(photo, S. Breidenthal, AD-G)
~~~
late November
beyond the bare tree, a flock
of blackbirds fly by
~~~
A THUNDERSTORM
INTERRUPTING
MY RAKING
~~~
grandson in a crape myrtle at The Wharf
c 2017 PL dba lovepat press
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