This is not working.
Playing the other role,
hoping for something benign,
I asked what this was.

You threw your cigarette.

Landing with orange ash slowly rising
into the early autumn air,
as you dropped from the cement
wall and walked away forever.

Emerging from the depths,
wrangling free from its grips,
I took the only path I knew,
the only path that still made sense.

Cast from recent dreams
the path wavered and moved
as I passed through,
the grey sky dripped

with bright colors painting
the trees and grasses.

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The sunless grey sky
releases an afternoon rain

pushing leaves beginning to transition
to bright yellows and deep reds.

Each drop’s ripple in the pond,
each leaf that falls through wind and rain

a reminder of nature’s course in time
and the fragile thread we all cling to.

Shadows from high-clouds
in the early afternoon

pass over our faces
soaking in the autumn wind.

The autumn sky wraps blue fingers
around the tall pine trees and in
this embrace we watch the story unfold.

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A beautiful day to capture an autumn skyline above the clouds and crashing into a tree at 15mph.