Tagged: leaves

there are mornings

there are mornings
when i insist
that you hear
the wind crashing
through autumn
leaves like there is
an ocean at our
window, that we can
hear with
the same ears
.
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interpreting dreams

interpreting dreams
is like learning to tango
with leaves in your ear
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: interpreting

in the backyard, the

in the backyard, the
chinese mahogany rains,
leaves gliding through the

air like birds searching for its
migration route, winter is here
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: migration

it’s a toss-up, who

it’s a toss-up, who
should have more
of a say in it –
the one who
leaves or the
one who stays
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: stays

i am waiting for

i am waiting for
you to say the word, so that
i can take you there –

underneath a rustling
canopy, a bamboo harvest
.
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autumn arrives, and

november is a

november is a
knot tied at the end
of a teabag filled
with loose leaves from
home, steeping
those mended years
.
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when wringing out the

when wringing out the
first wet autumn afternoon,
watch for foliage

changing on the branch, brittle
telegrams prepped to take flight
.
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at the edge of

at the edge of
September, we
have the option to
jump
– autumn
takes the lead,
dabbles in
showmanship
.
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at the end of the

at the end of the
day, Brooklyn steeps
like loose leaves,
still darker, not yet
bitter, waiting
to be sipped
.
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