to autumn (octelle)

you can’t fool me, i got the chills

i know you’re hiding in the hills

if you tip-toe down too soon

summer’s work will go to ruin

everyone seems unaware

just the same, i know you’re there

you can’t fool me, i got the chills

i know you’re hiding in the hills

–photo by me

favorable wind

leaving leaves

the season had ended

the leaves had descended

and I was to rake

them away

so I went out at dawn

to my leaf-covered lawn

when a favorable wind

came my way

now my leaves were

blown high

in the blustery sky

while I leaned on my rake

all the day

and I think that it’s been

quite a favorable wind

but my neighbors don’t

see it that way