Unknown cat at dawn,
Silent, slipping by on wall,
Unnamed by any.
No man walks my road.
I left my comb and mirror.
Which path, issei?
pale moon is dusk sky.
Why did you come so early?
Are you loneliness?
Windchimes trill alarm:
Smoke-green clouds coil out weak sun:
Fall will die tonight.
I pled the moon once
"Fall Moon, take me with you"--but
It would not answer.
Hear the moonlight fall
Like peace-whisper of rose scent,
Or dusk's distant bell.
Clock ticks life away.
Would I have the bird not fly?
Toll, sweet season's rhyme.
Annette Schaefer Morrow
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
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