jeremiah ray poet

trees moan in wind
sun casts a rigid shadow

birds to the feeder
swooping down
in some pattern
i do not yet
understand

two butterflies
dance
fluttering
madness
joy

the dryer tumbles
rhythmically
the day turns over from
night
crows caw

tidal waters
rock
tidal waters
no rock

the nights are cool
and soon
more blankets on the bed

you and i
i have learned
this life
and dreams

autumn rain ,you are taking the flower petals.
autumn rain, you are still gentle.
autumn rain, flower petals give themselves to you.

this is autumn

holding on

will you leave

soon

holding breath
holding
breath
stillness