A Skim of Ice

The red, red maple leaves
festooned with pearls of ice
tiny droplets frozen on the fallen
the dying red leaves, this morning
drink in the image, standing on the porch
before the formal start of our day,
early morning before the children awake
hear the crunch of the frost being scraped
for the first time of the season
out on the road before our house
some other early riser, heading out
out into the cold November ‘morn
See our breath, watch the
puddle in the birdbath,
a skim of ice now,
before the sun finds our yard
and the day warms seasonally

November 3, 2006 20:58


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