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John Samuel Tieman: Autumn

a withered branch
a bird looking for some rest
an autumn sunset
even the stones in the stream
seem tired of the old sun

still it’s strange – autumn
longing for a crisp winter
on a moonless night

I trust the autumn
the clarity of dying
oddly comforts me
a red leaf lands on my sleeve
it rests before moving on

Copyright 2015 John Samuel Tieman

One comment on “John Samuel Tieman: Autumn

  1. jfrobb
    October 1, 2015

    Thank you for these particular words in this particular order.

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