Saturday, October 24, 2015

October


The flame of swamp maples


fallen


sizzles cold black


in the still water;


yellow embers cool


on the frost-tipped earth;


yet


high


on


one


lone


tree


a candle of leaves


flickers bright


fanned by the breath


of the autumn sun.




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