Tassels of Autumn

Late morning gleaming;
Hundred million shades of green--
Opaque--translucent.
 
 

Whiff of a new plant;
A strange and sweet flowering.
Leaves dot my front lawn.

 
 



 

Tassels of autumn
Bursting silver in sunlight,
Weaving in the wind.

 

 

Shadows to the bend,
A carpet of not shadows;
I walk on it now.