Summer Septet

 (C) R.L.K.

Clouds as frail
as tattered paper
move across
the evening sky while
beside the
old pond the willows
are nodding.

Hotel Room Blues

 (C) R.L.K.

Glow of a street lamp

reflected in the window;

the radio plays

an old sad song as the rain

falls in the gray city dusk.

Northbound Once More

 (C) R.L.K.

Far in the distance
the faint outline of the hills,
like pencil sketches;
the train rolls on past scattered
old trees, their last leaves dangling.

An Autumn Evening

 (C) R.L.K.

Puddles on the street,
remnants of this morning's rain,
reflect a pale moon;
the old trees sway in a wind
that has blown the leaves away.

On Halsted Street

 (C) R.L.K.

Clouds are moving in
from the west as the sun sets
in a wash of red;
a bus with one passenger
rolls past the empty storefronts.

Away from Town

 (C) R.L.K.

In the deep night
pebbles of rain
pound the flat roads
even flatter
while the wind whines

high in the trees.

Mereness

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1.
From the depot roof
crows stare at the sleet falling
on the empty tracks.

2. 
Lonely winter night --
above the trees and rooftops
the moon glows like ice.