slow fall

Dave Bonta, ,

the standing dead
turn blue

An image-prompted ku, obviously. My first attempt, which I almost went with, was more conventional:

autumn woods
saving the best colors
for dead trees

But that made me yawn, so I slept on it and came up with the above instead.

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Published by Dave Bonta

I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. My books of poetry include FAILED STATE: HAIBUN, ICE MOUNTAIN: AN ELEGY, BREAKDOWN: BANJO POEMS, and ODES TO TOOLS.

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