Dry leaves blow, like crisp
bits of fine paper, scattered
in all directions.
The sun fades slowly into
dusk and cool, dark autumn nights.
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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)
Dry leaves blow, like crisp
bits of fine paper, scattered
in all directions.
The sun fades slowly into
dusk and cool, dark autumn nights.
________________
Joyce E. Johnson (2016)
Posted October 18, 2016 by Joyce in Autumn, My Photos, My Writings, Photography, Poems, poetry, Tanka poetry
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