Nothing much
Better
Than birds
Of a
Feather
Huddled
Together
In
Inclement
Weather
What you see
Is
What you
Get
A sure thing
On which
You can
Bet
Opinions worn
Out on
The
Sleeve
No rhetoric
Just
To
Appease
Look closely
You
Can see right
Through
Transparency
From me
To
You
Snooze
And you
Lose
Is
What they
Say
Or
Perhaps
Just have
A
Perfect
Day
Animas River
twisting and turning its way
down through the canyon
As days of fall
Slowly tick
Away
Memories of mums
Are here to
Stay
each hue plays its part
in symphony of color
perfect harmony
It’s coming
Soon
I know it
Will
Winter wind
With
Piercing
Chill
It’s coming
Soon
I know it
Will
Thin layers of
Ice
Unexpected
Spills
It’s coming soon
I know it
Will
Slipping and
Sliding
Down the
Hill
It’s coming soon
I know it
Will
Fall’s glory
Victim
Of winter
Kill
Soon it will
Be
That time
Of
Year
With snow
And
Lights and
Holiday
Cheer
