Five Fall Fragments
temperatures drop ,daylight hours fly
on the lawn yellow leaves putrefy.
Pampas tinted old gold
bathed in the evening sun-
I siesta in Fall shadows.
an old orchard wall
russets ready to fall-
pockets bulge with illegal harvest
Fallow deer feed at dawn and dusk,
Treading flat the beechnut husk
dank fog envelops
bonfire night-
the party becomes a
damp squib
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