Coming red, pear is now,
firelight reflecting
her inner thoughts. 9-20-14
Just below the green leaves,
yellow vibrates at the same cycle
as the late summer crickets. 9-22-14
The world moves in shadow
and light, our breath
threaded through it. 9-22-14
Coming into being now,
streamers of earthly stars
looking over my shoulder
at the lighter place,
mist-shrouded this morning
and one cricket speaks. 10-7-14
