9A patch of blue sits
Among the leaves and needles
From where did you fall?
The dawn burns the sky
Mountains edged in liquid gold
A new day is born
Cactus in my yard
So green and very pointy
I cannot hug you
A leaf blows past me
Dancing freely on the wind
I try to catch it
Footprints in the sand
Two half-moons hugging the earth
From whose feet are you?
Little Harvestman
Your hair-thin legs tickle me
But there's no food here
Wind-rounded clouds float
Dark with the promise of rain
Yet they drift elsewhere
Raven on the wind
They say you're without beauty
Yet that's all I see
Gray skies in the morn
The sun hides its burning face
Somber winds blow instead
Boughs jostle and sway
Orphan leaves lie about town
Ushered by Eurus