a leaf from a twisted tree
fluttered down and landed on me
like me, it had no idea where it was going
it was odd looking kinda like me
it had been around the block a few times
different colors...a mutt of a leaf
but I felt sorry for it like I feel sorry for myself sometimes
but now was the time though for wood on fire
orange embers, time well spent
split ax splitting wood manly man
with my torn and faded red/black lumberjack
black running pants and hiking boots
never was a blue jeans kind of guy
knit hat pulled down almost over my eyes
cutting wood into little sections - easier to burn that way
graying white smoke drifting west then south then east then north
annoying all the neighbors
an equal opportunity choking burning wood smoke
crack and pop crack and pop
sunshine go away will ya? I want a cloudy day
here comes a big dark cloud
ah yes, that’s much better...
I like windy autumn days and cold winter nights
spring is so depressingly cheerful
