Air chilled, musty from rain
Shivers a sparrow’s puffed breast as she
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Beaks the last cracked amber seeds
From the sun-faded terra-cotta dish atop
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The cedar table where we ate-drank-laughed…
Grain, now weathered, edges worn,
Afternoons and evenings preserved in faint rings, burgundy stained.
The gray that blankets after summer’s defeat
Fades emerald hues,
A momento-mori darkening my spirit.
And after I’ve mourned the wild flowers-withered
The shifting wind offers a gift—
A palm-sized maple leaf, softly felled
Ochre veined and crimson dipped.
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