Autumn, what is my name
Autumn, what is my name
I am scatterseed, fruit of October
I am scatterseed, fruit of October
I am of Autumn's fruit, scatterseed
October, what is my name
Moon-scarred, I coax sunflower spells
Moon-scarred, I coax sunflower spells
Cleave me to light
Cleave me to light
Spells cleave me to sunflower
I coax light, moon-scarred
Darkness is a cocoon wrapping the night
Darkness is a cocoon wrapping the night
Making me soft as milkwitch
Making me soft as milkwitch
The night is making me soft as milkwitch
Wrapping darkness, a cocoon
Autumn spells I coax - scatterseed, moon-
scarred sunflower in October
What light cleave me, I am
Of soft fruit of darkness, I am
Making a cocoon, wrapping the night
Milkwitch is my name
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- We are writing Paradelle, a poetry form. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm. Thanks for your visits and comments.
I like it a lot, especially the way your last stanza came together... a true puzzle I think, and I had totally forgotten writing this before.
ReplyDeleteAs lovely as a charm, Grace. This paradelle weaves an autimn spell all its own.
ReplyDeleteI love these:
ReplyDelete"Moon-scarred, I coax sunflower spells
Cleave me to light"
"me soft as milkwitch"
"Milkwitch is my name"
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You really elevated this form...mesmerising, especially with that last line closing...that just wrapped everything up beautifully. I won't read better than this I don't think.
ReplyDeleteOH this is simply wonderful, Grace! Everything flows, and meshes beautifully. Thanks for introducing me to this form.
ReplyDeleteA beautifully woven October spell - some great line choices that really pulls the poem together.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. The last stanza came together really well. Bravo
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