Creatures

Face exposed

to the raw wind

under a heavy sky

smudged with coming rain

I picture

summer creatures

curled

in beds of leaves

under the weight

of early snow

sleeping

their winter sleep

Not to far away

I hear the geese

gathering

to make

their journey

southward

I remain

back to the wind

with the winter creatures

braced

for the season

ahead

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Wink

 

Sister Moon

winks

over her shoulder

at a nearby planet

Two late night

companions

bidding farewell

before

sunrise

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Sheltering

 

I'm no hothouse flower

no delicate orchid

groomed

and misted

and sheletered

in perpetual

artificial summer

Yet

today

I want to curl up

with my oasis

of green

and dream

of warmer

seasons

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Pastel afternoon

 

As afternoon

fades

Lady Sun

paints new snow

in pale pastels

petal pink

ice blue

faded violet

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Snow again

You came too soon

but

this time

I am resigned

When the dark comes

early

and the wind

starts to insinuate

into all the cracks

and corners

it's just time

The next forecast

The next season

Time to weather

the weather

and adapt

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In search of

I page through

my memories

in search

of color

of summer

of sun

Shorter days

and colder

are coming

For now

I wrap myself

in red

gold

and green

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Advisory

 

The last

of the leaves

tear by

at 30 miles per hour

    as fast as the cars

on the street

below

The trees

bow to each other

and a cloud scurries

in and out

of view

This wind

brings change

not all of it

welcome

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