autumn dusk a cigarette smolders on the sidewalk Published by Joanne Morcom Joanne Morcom is a published poet and retired social worker who lives in Calgary, Alberta. She posts her poetry on her Facebook and on X, formerly known as Twitter. View all posts by Joanne Morcom
across the table-
his eyes
burn a hole
autumn sunset –
wrapped with a ribbon of smoke
from burning leaves
autumn
even the river has turned
red
cool night
warmed by harvest moon –
my fading thought
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