day 2200a/b

 

day 2200a

awkwardly we walked,

both holding the umbrella,

trying to keep step

 

day 2200b

up against the fence,

the sun-dried and wind-pressed leaves,

their travels halted

 

day 2174

day 2174

I’m at my desk, but

my ears and mind are outside

with the rustling leaves

day 1977

day 1977
the leaf formations
illustrate the wind’s pathways
through the neighborhood

day 1970

day 1970
in her right hand, leaves -
bright yellow, freshly fallen -
as she walked along

day 1897

day 1897
between our houses,
the incessant breeze is seen
in the dancing leaves