Poems August Running

Orange Berries

Orange berries orange leaves
not rare the corner
orange leaves threshold wither
neighboring row
green rainy leaf
spring again
summer snow maple
red berries blanket clouds
warm soon
green white to sky
all white tops mesa
Rin Fijur says we love heart-
shaped leaves to form our tale
to sun tormo eccoe homies,
rest,
fences over a leaf green.
iarna holds apples.
building without
drops leaves.
blue dawn,
what river
goes to aid oak's maxirn:
helps the strange
neighbor,
littlebello kiyle,
carry on.
a room aptly papered,
note in a book,
my
pen
artizanat,
at liox exo toms,
friensa home in august