
the last leaf
flutters to the ground
too soon for winter

the last leaf
flutters to the ground
too soon for winter

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

the forest brightens
and i stumble out onto
a grassy plain

a breeze gusts,
and a moment later
leaves lazily fall

evergreens
sprout through leaf litter -
scale model forest

the foothills seen
through flame-colored leaves
look painted

trees are bare,
and the grass is brown -
graveyard winter

through the tree gap
cold mountains glow warm
in the setting sun

green to burnt orange,
one tree holds the range of hues -
sometimes in one leaf

leaves swirl & tumble
through the cemetery-
danced to life