Autumnal Kill.

[addy]

this is great billy . I always like poems about nature, and you have a particular flair for making such rich imagery of it

The clouds labour; dunno if semicolon is necessary, or if comma will do breaking waters thunder--
Umbrellas set by summer’s warming hand
fail, and sodden branches buckle under
a dark sky-born birth, tethered to the land. I quite liked this... but what is tethered to the land?

My feet follow muddy scar tissue makes more sense to say scarred mud down
a well trodden track, sided by granite,
and weeping spruce. Foliage bends to ground; comma rather than semicolon?
burdened with God’s tears, in declining light.

Forest odours; old burnt toast and leaf mold
almost deny a hint of juniper
and wild berries with hardy thorns, to scold
the unwary woodsman or hiker. Loved this stanza

Red deer shelter near an aspen-faced blind.
Startled they bolt, all except the dead hind. Loved this as well