August morning

The woods are sparkling

With yesterday’s rain. Silver

And deep emerald shades.

Clouds move in, and silver

Fades, replaced

With russet red and crimson,

With tangerine and lime. Lines

of charcoal black.

The bird feeder hangs empty,

Reminding me

There are things to do.

The woods are sparkling with yesterday’s rain

Deep shades of Emerald and Silver.

Clouds move in and silver fades

Allowing other notes to emerge

Russet red, crimson, and tangerine,

Lime, sage, and charcoal black.

Suddenly the empty feeder glows

Reminding me

There are things to do.

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