Goblins be Wan’drin
trees — gold, orange, crimson, brown
leaves down, lay mottled ‘n crisp
rustle’n crunch, winds brisk
goblins’ be wan’drin
witches in flight
ghosts rise’n
autumn
night
*
trees turn — gold, orange, and crimson
leaves down, lay mottled ‘n crisp
rustle, crunch under foot
goblins’ be wan’drin
witches in flight
ghosts arise
autumn
nods
*
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rob kistner © 2020