Wednesday, 30 August 2023

a garden fire smokes me out

 a garden fire smokes me out



somewhere ~ over there ~ in the trees


a garden fire lisps of autumn

azure in its growing falling


a leaf falls

  a petal drops


my steps slow down to a standing look


just look ~ look 


all’s right with the world 

in one deep breath more memories

than tears can prick at


it’s all gone bleary


the falling is so terribly slow

tumbling in the sunshine they leave

every bird that brought spring’s summer


over is such a sad word


it’s over

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