Sept. 24 Early

Dawn

whispers

in a cool breeze

and burnished shades

of autumn

Unseasonable 9/17

Summer,

sullen,

well knowing

it has long outstayed

its welcome,

sulks joyless

above trees

rebelliously turning

toward autumn

The In Between (9/17)

September flirts

between

seasons

dropping her first

gilded leaves

on a humid

afternoon

then drawing shadows

around the shoulders

of bared trees

to ward off

evening’s chill

Dawn Companion

Sister Moon
smiles
and winks,
pleased to have
my attention, 
photo bombing
every shot
with her 
cheeky
morning 
grin

Surprised by butterflies

Flattened

by the gray weight

of my own impatience

and resentments
when

a flutter of color

a cloud of movement

excites my jaded eyes

and my heart 

startles

to joy