Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Autumn has Started

Polished coffin
Autumn rain, earth, and lilies
The dead do not mind

(Simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

Even from afar
Lights of the oil cracking firm
No fairy palace

Beneath the palm trees
Some light bulbs swaying in wind
But not our shadows

One, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, e-
Leven, twelve, thirteen

New direction sign
Multi coloured and glossy
No sign of the way

From the north
Cries of approaching cranes
Then passing

Fog condensing
On the spider’s net

Crescent sickle just gone
Autumn’s first dry and cold night
Milky Way gazing

Crickets are gone
But the tree has no need
To stop chirping

Just three apples left
Tree shedding yellow leaves
Garden chairs still out


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