Scattering Clattering Time

Joggers at Greenlake on an autumn morning

Maple trees lining the path at Greenlake

Fallen maple leaves cover the ground

A red carpet of fallen leaves

Autumn
by Debra Reinstra

now is the wind-time
the scattering clattering
song-on-the-lawn time
early eves and gray days
clouds shrouding the traveled ways
trees spare and cracked bare
slim fingers in the air
dry grass in the wind-lash
waving waving as the birds pass
the sky turns, the wind gusts
winter sweeps in
it must it must.