State of undress

Out in the yard

the naked trees 

embrace one another,

seeking shelter from bitter winds

that whip the last leaves off 

into a pile at my feet;

I wear their clothing 

with every step I take.

About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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2 Responses to State of undress

  1. Gallivanta says:

    And some of it comes inside to carpet the house too.

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