(1)
Fallen,
held fast
in
ice like breath exhaled
released
from autumn’s fragile grasp.
(2)
Early
morning tears
frozen
by autumn’s night
gather
on the dry leaves.
(3)
Silent
mist rising
from
an autumn lake, cold
cloaks
the distant shore.
(4)
Autumn
breeze wafting
spice
of cabin smoke, lingering
acrid
and welcome.
(5)
Through
autumn’s darkness
single
leaves fall silently
to
settle, a sharp tick.
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