Raining Leaves

Wet dull brown oak leaves
red maple, yellow birch,
fell in showers, amidst the big secondary
rain drops under the canopy of the old oak
falling to the wet pavement, pooling,
puddling, sharing layers of space,
fusing with the September rain
in the dark of the shadows, in brightening
as sun filters through the steel grey clouds
looking out the kitchen window
over the dishes in the sink
watch the curtains of leaves, swirl in the
breeze, drizzle downward, earthward,
prisoners of gravity, of the whim of the wind
raining down this afternoon

September 29, 2006 14:10


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