And Yet Together

Sun bright through the trees

Shimmer on the Queen Anne's Lace here;

My garden of weeds. 

A humming some place;

Soothing mechanical sound;

Then, monotony. 

What are they eating

With bovine intensity?

Some luscious dead leaves.

Silhouetted crow

Watches with his bird's eye view.

Then he flies away.

Not here yesterday;

Today, a field of mushrooms;

Abracadabra!

Son swings--father kneels;

Each in his own universe

And yet together.

Crab apples hanging;

No one will ever eat them--

They just drop and rot.

Orange below green:

Single tree in two seasons.

The bending of time.

Clinging for Dear Life

Gentle sunlight falls

Sharpening the foggy gray;

Softening the day.

Mechanical arms

Lift up the two large trash cans;

Robots have arrived.

Tiny blue asters

Grow among the goldenrod,

Unbidden by me.

Thousand unborn blooms

Still nestle in their mother,

Clinging for dear life.

Small mushroom tower,

Springing up at the road side,

Shaggy, white and proud.

Framed by the tall trees

Gray sky becomes a pallet--

Soft shifting painting.

From the dark forest--

Steady monotonous chirp;

(Bird or animal?)

 "My feet are hurting;"

"Did I leave on distiller?"

(I turn and return.)

The Small Jogger Jogs

A single leaf falls

Floating swiftly towards its end;

Then others follow.

Time of falling leaves

At all angles of my sight;

They come in short bursts.

 Two small bites

On the rhododendron leaves--

Some other's breakfast.

Olivia's head

Where Collette's ass has just been;

Some bovine magic!

Beneath the billows

Of the great vibrant tree

The small jogger jogs.

One sign and one light

Transform the long dirt driveway.

A small miracle!

Clean, bright and ghost white,

Mushrooms cling to the tree trunk;

An angel's harvest.

Dry puddle of leaves

Lies at the side of the road:

An Autumn pavement.

Sunlight is Trembling

Sunlight is trembling

On leaf outside my window;

Then they both are still.

Green and orange leaves

Shimmer in the morning sun;

Yellow leaves float down.

Rhododendrons drops

Shine in early morning sun;

(They glisten their death.)

Collette says hello

And I return the greeting;

(Both of us silent.)

Chicory's open

To sun and passing cars--

Embraces the world.

Vibrant violet bloom

Surrounded by protection

Glows in the sunshine.

Shadows on the stump

Make particular patterns

With their own ink brush.

Red sumac still stands

Dryer and much fainter, now;

Still points to the sky.

Breaking its Long Fall

Still working at it

Bumble bee extends his nose

To take in the flower.

Sparkles in the sun--

Spider has caught some dew drops

In his passive web.

Blue chicory rules;

Pampas plumes assert brilliance;

I am home again.

Leaves glowing yellow

As morning light shines through them:

Delicate dying.

Spice is in the air

Swirling into my nostrils--

Just for a moment.

Brilliant white cluster

Embraces a dead brown leaf,

Breaking its long fall.

Brown leaves are glowing

In the afternoon sunshine--

Their last hurrah.

Autumn shadows fall

Together with floating leaves

On the peaceful road.