fall… a tiny seed
blooming around us and damp
stretching for short sun

a tiny fall town
where October was staying
and autumn lingers

i borrowed some time
by the perfect spot to lean
with much more to fall

lonely crow cawing
dark pulled over like covers
hear nothing so loud

in the autumn mist
stood watching rain puddles form
then starting for home

angel in lamplight
sultry the before-night
within the moonlight

looking ashore I
do spot what a day feels like
do feel in a spot like

a hugging harbour
holds me at shore, throwing salt
glass ocean reflects

foraged blueberries
along fallen and tawny
fruitful in ponder

here it is fall like
i shall go along with it
changing as it does