A FALL MOMENT – Poem expanded – adding some angles

Poem expanded – adding some angles

Austin, Nov. 27, 2014

The ancient elm, shaking herself awake
releases a shower of small golden leaves

Turning each edge to the rising of sun
they dance in a small breeze ballet

Some cheekily exposing cheeks
some shyly turning away

some reaching back to momma tree
some rushing to grace the ground

some hanging in hesitant suspension

If it were not Thanksgiving day
I would be grateful anyway