Aspen

Flaxen leaves flutter,

Shimmer, dance in autumn winds-

Mountains’ golden crown.

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Afternoon Thunderstorm

Standing barefoot on the front porch,

Raindrops splatter on my bare feet.

The smell of rosemary and lightning

Waft through the water-logged air.

The curious cat left on the inside

Presses her face to the screen door.

Raindrops fall noisily to the earth,

Billowing thunder rolls in waves.

The steady flow of rain lessens

To an intermittent drip, drip, drip.

Robins appear, hop on the lawn,

Hunt for worms in the calm aftermath.