Prairie, Mountain, Desert, and Beyond

poems with regional and historical connections, land, people, animals, concluding essays concerning poetry Fall I see the signs of fall again I breathe the excess oxygen Exhaled all summer long I know By plants in season as they grow. Therefore I feel especially well Am glad to fall for autumnn's spell, Find beauty in the colored trees, A sky so blue it has to please. Yet I feel pensive beyond reason, Sad for such a lovely season. The wind assumes a solemn tone That makes me feel a bit alone. I hear the skirr of dry, dead leaves. My fall felt thoughts are elegies.