Drifting Leaves Poem by Daniel Miltz

Drifting Leaves



Sit here in faithful
Watch dry red leaves fainting
Dump crisp and dang peppy
Rack up run up mounting

Air so so blissful
Sudden count of number
In fresh yard, long knowing
Brown, green, dark, light umber

Beau ray of sunshine
Thru peep hole of treeline
As crack wind, through silence
Leaves drift in swift entwine

© daniel miltz

Drifting Leaves
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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