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Wednesday, November 09, 2011

The Sound of Sunlight


Shadow of the house
Paints darkness on the bright lawn;
Breeze shimmers the leaves.


Green, yellow and brown--
colors of outdoors today.
No red this season.


Shadow of a squirrel
Scampers up the phantom tree
Laid upon the road.


The bright stream water
Sparkles forward noisily:
The sound of sunlight.


Shadows through the leaves;
Dark echo of bright sunshine.
Warm hush in the air.


Leaves fall silently,
Slipping, sliding on the road;
Whisked by passing car.


Brown on evergreen--
Dead dry leaves caught in mid air;
Cradled in the pine.


They are like snowflakes,
These leaves falling from the trees--
First one, then millions.


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