Add New Dimension

Shedding dark blue light

Full moon in Taurus glowing

Through ghostly branches.

Bird pecks frantically

At a leafless, bare tree limb.

(What is his secret?)

Seventy degrees!

In the middle of November.

Will snow ever come?

Now the tree is empty;

Leaves have fled all its branches.

Crows cry in the sky.

Dead leaves on the stream

Disrupt the mirror water;

Add new dimension.

Far down the road
Couple seems to be walking;
(Or are they riding?)

Hospitable rock

Has welcomed dead leaves and twigs

To rest upon it.

Behind the brown leaves

A fresh green sapling rises

To meet the winter.

Whirring of buzz saw;

Distant boom of a rifle--

Cut through the silence.