autumn grass
sunglare scattered
in dry fields
by James Brush
autumn grass
sunglare scattered
in dry fields
starlings
swirl from highway signs
southbound traffic
daddy longlegs
slips across autumn sunlight
barred windows
fevered skin
a wolf pack stalking
over snow
drizzlegray
among rain lilies
a mockingbird
bluebonnets fading
their scent lingers in the air
firewheels begin
our dark street
three deer, hoofs clacking
morning stars
a deer herd
silent through the trees
the dogs freeze
///
he pushes away
the approaching toothbrush
late sunset fading
///
dad’s telescope
pointing towards Saturn
eyes open to wonder
the neighbor’s lanterns
sway in this late cold front breeze
someone new moves in
—
we go back to work
coats wrapped around us
tailpipe smoke