Autumnal
Hawk-watching crows gather in dark drifts.
Hedge rows rattle, we see through
to where the wind is barelegged,
to where campfires smoke in cooling cavities.
Autumn flavors its dwindling stores.
Groundhogs carry sparrow bones
from one naked shelf to another.
Bushy-tails hurry headlong into the late
scattering unseeded shells.
Death mellows the mottled.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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