Crowded into the gutter
Fallen crab apple leaves
Their colours heighten by a sudden rain shower –
Now that the wind blows cool.
Watching the street
From the shelter of the privet hedge
Next door’s cat
Seeing the moment come and go
Come and go.
One by one
Tearing away the leaves.
You too dear friend
Come bearing such sad news.
The window rattles in its frame
Street trees outside shivering,
Somewhere beyond the grey cloud blanket
A brilliant full moon blazing bright.
A shift of season
Brings to mind the fragility of all things
Though it may seem heartless
There is only the process
As the river runs on and on.
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