Tired Night

As the colors of autumn slowly fade…

Dawn

In dim light, the last
maple leaves, clinging
to knuckled branches,

silhouettes, shadows,
abandon their perches,
flitter, twist between

the woven limbs of birch,
elm, descending
into the darkness

the great pine pilfers
from tired night.

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