I am sort of loathed to be at the end of Autumn for another year. So as a bit of a farewell to the season, I took myself for a little photographic tour this morning of all the trees and leaves which have been the objects of my out of window looking all season...
Check the hidden bee...
Honied yellow dripping gold,
Leaf of autumn
in the cold
Dancing on
in crisp despair
Whirling on
enchanted air
Falling silently to
earthen tomb
Away from tree's
rooted arm
Perhaps the silence
broken then
By hollow cries
of autumn grief
Synchronized with
the falling leaf
from Poetseers.org
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