A POET'S DREAM FELT DEEP IN BONES
“I have a lot of chameleon qualities, I get very absorbed in my surroundings.”
- River Phoenix
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTkUplF5VIE
AUTUMN LEAVES - Eva Cassidy & the London Symphony Orchestra
Now that Summer takes it's leave
and dragonflies fly off to places where I've never been
all that remains are faded remnants; leaves and weaves
of the empty spaces held fast between my dreams
The Autumn air smells cool and sweet
with rotten windfall apples and fruit
fly-blown and maggoty at my feet
intoxicating the air; stuck with prickly thistly hirsute
My eyes are drawn to narrow slits
peering between my lashes
the sentinels of pegs are pits
burned and coal-like; ombred ashes
The golden orb web spider's lacework
is spun and hanging out to dry
warm September sun a simmering perk
of the shimmering dream catcher that caught my eye
Sombre hues and orbs of light
fill the air with tangible tones
feelings are high; moods delight
a poet's dream felt deep in bones
Tread gently on the fallen leaves
make your footprint light
enrich the Earth will all it needs
go with the flow; embrace the endless night
For after Autumn, Winter follows
and the land falls asleep and hibernates
but Spring will come; fill up the hollows
and Summer will come to warm terracotta slates
The stillness of the evening; the peace and quiet
the quickening mood when Summer visitors flee
is felt very deeply in the fading riot
of flowers beneath the weeping willow tree
I shed not a tear at Summer's end
for every time comes and goes with reason
and I am a chameleon that twists and bends
and acclimatises to every season.
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
A POET'S DREAM FELT DEEP IN BONES
“I have a lot of chameleon qualities, I get very absorbed in my surroundings.”
- River Phoenix
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTkUplF5VIE
AUTUMN LEAVES - Eva Cassidy & the London Symphony Orchestra
Now that Summer takes it's leave
and dragonflies fly off to places where I've never been
all that remains are faded remnants; leaves and weaves
of the empty spaces held fast between my dreams
The Autumn air smells cool and sweet
with rotten windfall apples and fruit
fly-blown and maggoty at my feet
intoxicating the air; stuck with prickly thistly hirsute
My eyes are drawn to narrow slits
peering between my lashes
the sentinels of pegs are pits
burned and coal-like; ombred ashes
The golden orb web spider's lacework
is spun and hanging out to dry
warm September sun a simmering perk
of the shimmering dream catcher that caught my eye
Sombre hues and orbs of light
fill the air with tangible tones
feelings are high; moods delight
a poet's dream felt deep in bones
Tread gently on the fallen leaves
make your footprint light
enrich the Earth will all it needs
go with the flow; embrace the endless night
For after Autumn, Winter follows
and the land falls asleep and hibernates
but Spring will come; fill up the hollows
and Summer will come to warm terracotta slates
The stillness of the evening; the peace and quiet
the quickening mood when Summer visitors flee
is felt very deeply in the fading riot
of flowers beneath the weeping willow tree
I shed not a tear at Summer's end
for every time comes and goes with reason
and I am a chameleon that twists and bends
and acclimatises to every season.
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission