Haiku, of a sort
2007 11 04
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crisp chill in the air
leaves fall tumbling here and there
I'm dancing in them
frosty days give way
I'm touched by delicious chill
dark trunks rise leafless
nights of clarity
I read by this shining moon
etched stone nature's words
winter cometh soon
boughs of trees are glazed by freeze
like gemstones priceless
smokey fires scent here
pristine are the darkened woods
with snow cuddling close
melt away like dreams
snows slip off comes the green'ry
time renews anew
unbending I breath
sleeping with the window wide
finally feel free