Summer falls away


when the rock wren's cascade song


trills the edge of dawn.

For luck: shake paper


money like a folded fan


at the harvest moon.

Splash of shooting star


flash streak beyond mountain to


neon spin-out blue.

White moon, pebble clouds


pooled along the deep of the


night sinking sky.

Solitary dawn:


the high silhouette shadow


shape of owl tracks home.

Full moon: pale lime, bright silver rising against autumn indigo hills.