hunter's moon-
the eyes of something caught
in my headlights

passing clouds-
for a moment i too
see blue sky

the stars i focus on much more

autumn chill-
i find again
my inner voice

autumn wind-
leaves on the silver birch
leaves that aren't

the road ends here
and there -
autumn fog

morning fog a robin's voice is all

too close this fog-
my windshield wipes away
some red lights

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Brendon Kent

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