What Season Is This?

It's forbidding gray;
Furnace has kicked in again.
Still I go to walk.

How long will it stay--
This wooden piece of something
Leaning on the pole?













Sky is cold thick gray;
Clouds again and wood smoke smell.
Really feels like snow.

What has gnawed this tree?
What's turned that one root side up?
Invisible force.










Around the stone saint
Blankets cover the flowers.
He can't keep them warm.











Some white spots descend;
Restless cold wind from the woods.
Winter makes comeback.

I turn to the voice
(It sounds like it said, "Hello.")
It's just a lone goose.

Dead leaves on the road
Skitter wildly on the road.
What season is this?