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they’re almost gone now
how brown, bare the branches look
some toys in the leaves

when rain turns to snow
how sad those two last roses
brave faces with tears

apples      bruised apples
scattered on the frosted green
and this twiggy frown

music in the wind
late october’s final song
dancing red and gold

talk of winter now
old dog by a crackling fire
shutters rattle      pings!

photo of dear dad
he loved that fulsome willow
fallen leaves      marker

Dave Austin

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Carving the pumpkin, oh such fun
How they danced when dad was done

Twisted mouth with large, black eyes
To scare the kids, then pumpkin pies

Hear those darlings on the street
Tiny fingers, tiny feet

Soon they’ll ring the bell and shout
“Trick or treat.      Hand outs!”

But see old moon, he’s hanging high
A big gold searchlight in the sky

Just peeping o’er, the sun has set
With rosy, glorious hue, and yet,

A solar quake now rumbles forth
Spewing flame toward the earth

Those fiery rays have stirred the dead
The night is bright, the moon is red

Check the time – it’s nine o five
Jack O Lanterns come alive

Oh, how they cry, each frightened child
Belegged pumpkins running wild

I’ll tell you how kids went to bed
Twas in the ground without a head

Those empty gourds were hearty fed
The night was cursed, the moon was red

Moo haha!    haha!   haha!   hah OH
Haha!     haha!     haha!    HAH!

Dave Austin

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It bounced off the truck
And then rolled down the highway
Apple turnover


How 'bout them apples
When Jonathan McIntosh
Won the spelling bee


Apple of my eye
Jenny had the sweetest smile
For another guy


Right down to the core
When that apple crossed the plate
An infield dribble


Just one little hole
In that shiny    red apple
Just one little worm


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a late blooming few
rose leaves with mottled silver
autumnal whimsy

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They come most ofen two at a time
Dressed all in black, with hoods
I call ‘em black knights
With hoods?    Fer crap, it’s summer time!
In-‘n-out o’ this house next door

House went vacant, no sign ner nothin
Folks moved out dead o’ night
Couldn’t afford the rent, sound right?

Next day this gal with a baby moves in
Little gal, not more’n teens, couldn’t a been
Dressed net as a pin
That’s when the ins-‘n-outs begin

I figur she might be a ho, somethin like that
So.  One mornin I say hello
Had that baby in her arms
Give me this hard ass, dead ahead stare
I figur, what with the ins-‘n-outs she must be a front
Wondered if that there was a real baby
Or jist a big rag doll, maybe?

In-an-out, in-an-out. Where’s all these black knights
      comin from?
No cars, ner nothin, jist walkin down the street
Never saw no faces
All covered up from top to shoe laces

This goes on fer a couple weeks
Then, one noon, this black ‘n white
This cop on the porch talkin to teeny front
Lips movin, frowns flashin up and down
Lookin neither left ner right

All on a sudden head shakes, smiles
Cop goes on his way
No more black knights
Teeny front moves out next day

Dave Austin

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after all these years
i’m peering through the wrought iron fence
eyes grown big
old emerson school
so small

Dave Austin 

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I wonder why
It's always so strange
                               to say
    and not just strange
        but almost a gulp and a choke
               even at a letter's close?
Just 'love' is not so hard
It's the YOU
"I    (gulp    choke!)   love YOU"
I can say it silently    in my mind
      but!    face to face
          over the phone?
YOU is so personal
Like    inserting your tongue when kissing good night
Like    accidentally brushing
                                     her leg
                                            under the table
"I love YOU" starts all sorts of mild    even WILD ideas forming
Face it
I am demented
With some it drops off the tongue
                        as easily as    saying "Hi"
I wonder though?
What's back of those eyes
When his wife says to me
                                 "Love you"
When this happens
I always screw up - look at her husband
          then answer
"Love you too"

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like some huge wild beast
this hollow tree, dead limbs spread
two children inside

three wolves in the snow
patiently look up the tree
some nut shells and tracks

hear their wild clucking
three ducks in the snow look up
strewn red berries, tracks

bare trees and lamp posts
this empty, snow covered bench
man with saxophone

branches split skyward
a few yet cling at the top
flock of geese fly south

Dave Austin

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when my time comes round
let my last thought be loving
with soft light abound

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still life with fruit


In spite of the orchard
A far white moon dominates
Its sick room presence lifts the eye

Still life with fruit –
Crescent dish with bananas, apples, pears -
A wrinkled bed spread falls off the sky

In all an angular canvas, 
A drowsy cubist squint,
Imposed shapes, lines – Picasso pie

This pointed, silver vase pokes through
Its ample gift of flowers,
Destroys the view – Oh, my!

I’ve come to, limp right arm yet hangs over,
Attendant tells, “Breakfast time. You hungry?
Let’s sit up. There! Good guy.”

Dave Austin