October dawn sends frost scurrying for the safety of shadows.
Bereft of leaves, branches jealously cling to seed-laden orbs.
Accipiter ascends the blue, blue sky.
Shrill cries echo in the chill, dry air.
Far below, tiny limbs tremble in the frosty shadows.
Ascent resumes. Safe for now.
Rigid red shoulders sail on upon the frigid blue sea.
Rigid red shoulders sail on upon the frigid blue sea.
October's tree bound persimmons?
Beautiful but bittersweet.
Kissed by the frost and fallen?
Ambrosia, with seeds.
From deep in its hollow, possum ponders the plenitude, and patiently awaits the windfall.
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