
caterpillars
on each branch;
leaves, but memories.

caterpillars
on each branch;
leaves, but memories.

The chill is here.
The sky never
bluer.
The colors turn,
with leaves ever
fewer.
Until a last
hanger-on yields
to a weak breeze.

breeze-twisted leaves
catch the sunlight of an
Autumn afternoon.

Autumn leaves
flip and flutter
onto clear water.

wet yellow leaves
stick to the sidewalk
after Autumn rain.