The autumn blew by my window
My page of poetry lay safely
Next me
As I looked outside beyond my shadow
The leaves were golden amber
As far I remember
The endless tresses of trees
Were rid of the green of the meadow

The land lay bare
Like a child in the arms
Of her mother
Suckling on the ****
For the milk that was honeyed

Sometimes I drink
Coffee to remind me how
Intoxicating images
Of boughs of trees
Can bring back the past
For me to think
About them for a second

Like mirages meant
To distract you and me
In a desert full of sand dunes
You and I are alone in the world
We just need attention
To some degree