autumn, autumn, sway us away
fading yellow to the ground, moist
with rain, our leaves & blooms paler
than the waning apple-cidered moon
autumn, autumn, swirl us away
turning darker red & black purple each
passing hour, we gently accept as
our summer golden skin turn to ash
autumn, autumn swing us away
knitting our fears of change, we are
changing, from fullness to emptiness-
we collect new words for sorrow
autumn, autumn, swirl us away
into the rhythm of life & pulse of death
we succumb, grateful for blessings
from trees, warmth from dying sunlight
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics: Of Mantras, Repetita Juvant, hosted by Dora. Please join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST. Thanks for your visits and comments.
