Friday, November 4, 2011

I like the fall



There are places where the leaves don't dry
or color-patch the blue fall sky,
where 'autumn' seems like a foreign word,
though early morning light's deferred.
The air is lightened of its humid yoke,
but darkness sooner pulls its cloak
as welcome coolness rules the day.
All in all, I like the fall, I have to say.



placed in the Poets United Thursday Think Tank: The Waning Days of Fall