leaves of the reeds, the grasses
paint peeling on the wet clapboards
like the curl of the flat ribbon
pulled by the blade of scissors
wrapping a package in gold
moving in the autumn breeze
bathed in a puddle of light
grasses above the maple leaves
calling my eyes, in delight
November 20, 2009
while walking to the post office,
below the wall, 6 Glass Street,
Suncook, NH,
(Raymond A. Foss)
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