Autumn
Sharon Lasitter
A smear of smoky salmon
drawn along the skyline
dusk pulls in.
Rose hips
dry on twigs
leaves hang pale.
A frost tonight
silvery along the gourds
staked vines wither.
North wind rattles
pod of reed
geese arrow south.
|
MUSED
BellaOnline Literary Review
| ||||
|
Fall 2008
Volume 2, Issue 3
Current Issue
Mused Main Archive - PDF Archive - HTML Archive - Print Submissions Subscriptions About Mused Masthead Contact BellaOnline.com |
Poetry
| |||