Poetry
The Fall
Leaves fall from trees
Autumn bare
Branches escaping everywhere
Snatched glimpses of something brown,
Feathery, fluffy,
Gentle soft down
Rusts and Ochres
Burnt orange and reds
Flashes of white dance through the sky
Wind whipping up a vortex of yellow
Maple leaves against a crisp clear blue sky
Fluttering, swaying they settle down to the ground
Flash of tail darts behind bark
Hiding in the shadows till after dark
Squirrels are gathering their long winter stash
As nature starts it’s bitter decline,
For the first time, in a long time, I’ve seen it all
Without doubt - I’ll always remember,
This year’s Fall!
Morning Sun
May your day shine bright from the start
That exquisite stillness that calms the heart
May your day be filled with peace
Like rays of the sun gleaming in your eyes
A peace so pure and clean
It cuts like a shard through your battered dreams
The crispness of a cool summer's day
Can melt away the trials of yesterday
Refreshed, renewed and full of life
No more weighed down by stress and strife
The long night's bitter dreams of pain
Will give way to the peace of the morning sun
Which with it brings the hope of a new day
A time to find a better way
To learn to live and laugh anew
Sweet peace, sweet morning sun
I wait for you.
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Urban Autumn
Crunch, clink, clunk
The great and mighty oak
Standing majestic and strong
Overseeing eye of all that’s gone on
On a bland and ordinary Tuesday
Leaves on trees shimmy
The warm, inviting lights of homes
Autumnal grey sky
Wind, cold and biting my face
Hinting at the Winter yet to come.
Cracks in the pavement run like threads of silk
The patchwork of tarmac on years of tarmac
Bumps, rivets, ravines
Laced like veins
Golden Gifts
Golden gifts
Fall to the ground
Littered leaves abound
Treasure piles of gold and copper
Lying discarded on the earth
Like fallen soldiers littering the field
These bodies that were so integral
An essential part of a whole
Now discarded and decaying
Their beauty fades to brown
Curling, crunching under feet
Finally crumpling to pieces
Turning to flakes and dust
Absorbed back into the eco system
To provide bugs with homes and food
To enrich the soil, to fertilise
Nothing is really every gone
It’s just changed form and moved on
Matter evolves but can never be eradicated
Everything on this planet we call home
Has always been there and will always be there
Just evolving, changing and growing.
Into The Blue
The haunting call to prayer sounds
As you lazily rest your head back down
The soft pink and ivory organza
Curtains flutter in the breeze
Glimpses of a life beyond the pink room
Soft creamy, sweet fragrance of this place
Your loved one stretches out their arms
To embrace you sleepily
You drift in and out of sleep
Until the blue beckons you
Calls to you from your dreams
Hot, sounds of cicadas buzzing
Hazy sunlight touching bare skin
Sounds of distant building work,
High in the mountains
Climb down, trepidation
Head under, all is forgotten
As you sink into the blue.