Tagged: leaves

on the dark side of

on the dark side of
memory
, i steep
you until the tea
plucks strength
from your leaves –
if not mourning,
then always
remembering
.
20110216:2232
y

by six-thirty, the sun

by six-thirty, the sun
has long
set, but the streets
are coolly
lit
by the stray
lamp,
headlights,
and the reflection
glancing off
tumbling leaves
and the city’s
unabashed litter
.
20101116:2126
y

the city rapidly

the city rapidly
shifts in the course
of a November day,
buildings shading
buildings, sun
passed from water
tower to
water tower, and
occasionally,
the rustle and
crackle
of leaves
beneath our
feet remind
us of the
accompanying
breeze
.
20101106:1908
y

when pressed

when pressed
between love
and a hard
place, your
words still
hold such
meaning –
a captured
vibrancy
within
an entire season
.
20100908:2355
y