poem: 

            Autumn’s 

                                cusp

‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’

butterflies

                   dragonflies

                                        and bees

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in the wild flowers

                                   twinning vines

                                                               and leaves

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darting bird

                      in the hedgerow

                                                    tweeting

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                                                     prescient Autumn

                                                                                  our second Spring

                                                                                                             slowly creeping

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Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 22, 2021

photos by author
at Seven Mile Creek