November Small Stones

Morning walk
in darkness,
looking up at a star-filled sky,
as the waning moon
illuminates my path

 

I long for crisp air,
tart apples,
smoking bonfires,
that flare when
dried leaves are lit~
Autumn of my memories

 

Slipping out the door,
Pre-dawn clouds,
burst over my head,
birds stay silent
as the sky cries

©annettealaine2016

 

 

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