NOVEMBER, SNOW & ROSES

Photo by S. Auberle


I come bearing tea, bread, and poetry
to talk about sadness
this rain-slashed afternoon
with you, my shiny friend
the one who makes me smile
but today you are sad
it's the leaves, you say,
they let go so gently
this late in the year, as if
finally, they have accepted...

from a work in progress...