Autumn leaves create damp
brown etchings on white concrete.
Weeping willows without leaves
look naked and defenseless.
Leaves float onto the subway platform
brilliant hues rain down upon us.
Bare branches warrant
a climb high above
the ground to build tree-houses.
A hawk on a high branch
watches and waits.
Heavy skies blossom
sheets of rain that
obscure the woods
and pound the earth
leaving behind gaping holes.
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