Small bursting blue blooms
Bask in the warm fall morning;
Chirping children play.

The world is at work;
Dry leaves rasp under my feet.
Yellow in the woods.








Dry brown falling leaves
Coat the ground and fill the woods--
Blanket for winter.

Luminous fungus
Protrudes sharply from the tree
Absorbing sunlight.











Almost October:
Broiling sunshine and dead leaves--
Indian summer.

Sun glows through red leaves
That hang with their green sisters.
They all will be gone.

White haired old lady
Bends to water near statue--
A cement Mary.

Yet another year
Old phone book in crotch of tree
Going to its source.