AN AUTUMN SILENCE

Gone are the chirps of cicada and kin,

Gone are the songs of birds…

Cooler weather has rolled in

And wind-driven rain disturbs.

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Silent pitter-patter on our canopied walk,

Foreshadowing a different sound…

Sidewalls await installation

Shielding from sudden snow squalls.

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Rain-soaked ground is soil prepared

For a solid winter freeze…

Bugs and turtles soon prepare

The wait until a warm springtime breeze.

–Jonathan Caswell