FREEDOM

Fall is upon us. Trees are shedding their summer canopies.  I have a view to share.

FREEDOM

Restless platoons
resplendent
in fall uniforms
desert their posts
declare liberation

Fragrant breezes
abet soft spiraled flights
and guide each vivid shape
down airy paths
to waiting earth

Grounded conspirators
gather in huddles
rustle
grow quiet
expectant

Vigilant North Wind
exhales laughing gusts
that whirl and tease
coax and prod
the jumbled refugees

Heedless feet
invade small clusters

Now crisp and faded
dead leaves
crumble
become confetti
scatter

Every autumn
regimented companies
escape in hordes
only briefly to sample
Freedom

9/22/11