Wind pushes the leaves
Framed by my kitchen window
Gray sky forecasts rain
Mind unsettled
But the new day has begun
Must get on with it
The early birds trill
Otherwise the world is still
Wait! A mouse scampers!
Biting morning chill
When I stick my head outside
Return to the warmth
One leaf to my head
One flower - cups of delight
What will she see next?
Night gathers troubles
A deep breath before the start
Tackled one by one
If they don't see it
They walk past the road blindly
Did they really look?
Excited dancing
They want to leave right away
"Where are we going?"
Wake at the same time
The hills outlined with a glow
Mornings are dark now.
Winter's breath is cold
Bites my nose outside the door
So go back inside!
Make morning coffee.
Half table spoon vanilla
Then milk to the rim
Going the right way
Or just going on orders?
Could be spirals?
Red leaves on the ground
Yellow leaves wind blown in tress
Grey clouds loop above
Yellow orange red
Leaves on trees splayed like hands
Welcoming the chill.
Parking lot entrance
A wave. Sign asking for help.
What is my real thought?
Geese fly overhead.
Unenviable commute
To the north office.
Birds chatter outside
First sun after the rain stopped.
Catching up with friends.
Christmas tree sculptures.
Illuminate our selfies.
Then the light turned off.
In the fain leaves fell
Littering the whole yard.
With red and gold stars.
Rain puddles out front.
No dry path that I can walk.
The wind kept awake.
Want to walk today
The rain biting my face.
Going back inside.
Rain-caught while walking.
Hiding under the fir tree.
Sun-caught drys me out
Smell of bread rises
Greets me coming down the stairs.
Invites me to dine.
Bright car head lights shine
Damp streets from yesterday's rain.
Leaves stain the pavement.
Slow but steady rain.
From here to city and back.
Now, outside is dark.
Yellow bandana
Yellow squares in a basket.
Cornucopia.
Long rides through the air.
Sleeping through clouds and the sky
Arriving at night.
Crows circle my head.
Looking for a place to land.
In my crumpled hair.
Wintered plants line paths.
Streams dotted with dawdling ducks
White egret soars by
Did you sense I'm gone?
Half-awake in the morning.
Rolling to the warmth.
Too cold for a walk.
Hands and ears and lungs burning.
House door inviting.
Shuffling, awake
Fuzzy early morning thoughts.
Stumble out of bed.
Leaves of the bouquet.
Littler the kitchen table.
Need some renewal.
Sunrise to sunset.
Shadows inch close to be free.
Hide, lengthen, then fade.
Song of rain patter.
Makes we want to keep sleeping.
But shoes left outside.
Finch perched on a branch.
Waiting for the rain to pause.
Or food to appear.
Red in my windows.
Sunshine catches morning clouds.
Don't open the door!
Bird silhouette strolls
Across my morning walk's path
Walking unaware.
Hummingbird again.
Tries to sip winter flowers.
Leaves to try elsewhere.
Little Christmas tree.
Looks through the window and dreams
Of the forest's green.
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