New England Autumn Suite
September
The first gash of red
in a forest deeply green —
again we’re surprised.
October
Tripping through the woods,
wading through candy wrappers —
psychedelic, man.
November
Summer’s memory —
bare branches haunted and grey.
No more pretending.
December
Feeble squibs of light,
beech leaves rattle in the wind.
Will it never snow?
© Michael Fleming
Brattleboro, Vermont
November 2015
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