brings trembling leaves
to blanket beautiful Earth
in golden brown, russet and faded yellow.
I don’t find Scarlett today.
Scarlett isn’t ready y e t .
October may rain Scarlett letters
in blood red love notes to cover Earth.
The breeze carries a hint of sadness today;
the subtlest scent of melancholy floats amidst the joy of decay.
Earth knows she is readying for the long winter’s nap.
When I sleep with the windows
O P e N
the stillness fills my bed.
I dream of oceans of leaves to swim in,
rolling and bursting to the surface in a crescendo of colour!
Becoming one with the waves, the torrent of leaves,
I fall in surrender to the darkness of this night on Earth.
Unruffled by all that surrounds me
I lay in peace and sleep.
Curled and quiet,
wrapped in the fragrant beauty
of my nest.
Poetry inspired by the beauty and power of the approaching autumn season; the wheel of the year, as it turns to the West.
Aho! ❤ Love