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
As days of fall
Slowly tick
Away
Memories of mums
Are here to
Stay
begging to be touched
soft, ornately crafted flies
watch out for the hook
Forest golden
All
Aglow
Staging stark
Autumnal
Show
Color comes
And color
Goes
Undulating
Foliage
Flows
Searching high
And searching
Low
Tell me
Everything you
Know
layered reflection
on a raw, grey, rainy day
only saving grace
Monochrome Monday
The reds
Were
Daunting
Put on a
Show
Such
A pleasure
To
Bask in their
Glow
White Breasted
Nuthatch
Strikes a
Pose
Snatching up
Birdseed
Comes and
Goes
Perennials
Have
Given their
All
Past their
Prime
Well into
Fall
Welcome November
I put out the
Mat
Pumpkins and orange
Are still where it’s
At
Pitter patter
Of little
Feet
Trick or Treaters
Canvass the
Streets
Scurry quickly
From house to
House
Gather candy to
Stuff their
Mouths
