
autumn afternoon —
the sun dips behind the hill,
faux sunset

autumn afternoon —
the sun dips behind the hill,
faux sunset


water roils,
its flow is lost in
chaotic motion

one tree stands
on a windswept hilltop,
guardian-like


Muscovy duck
struts up the trail -
business-like

the last leaf
flutters to the ground
too soon for winter


every cascade
begins with drips and drops
and ends in the sea

