Follow Vishal Dutia on WordPress.comBrandishing a tarnished rake
piles of leaves, heaps of color
maroons, dried umber, red-gold
rustling wind stirred and plunderedGray smoke tendrils circle the air
October’s flamed ballet curtain call
riotous canvas adorned gritty earth
painted autumn colors spilledAcorn capsules, seeds, spiky cones
misty rain, feather soft, on my face
distant train whistle across the river
sycamore tree, gray owls and me
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