tagNon-Erotic PoetryA Shutter Click: Deadfall

A Shutter Click: Deadfall


Sunlight makes the white
so much brighter, back lighting clouds.
and they look like snow,
yes, smell like it too.

Morning air frosts pumpkins
and golden leaves that linger still.
I walk, stirring those that lie, crunching
them under boot heels.

They fall, but they are not muck
in a gutter, at least not yet.
They remain for a shutter click
then dead in a black and white photo.

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