Collecting days

Collecting days

14 September 2014

Leaf after leaf falls

From the oak tree as wind blows

Orange autumn calls

In memory of earthen spells

A mind its past brooding quells

 

A slow parting kiss

Blown by a waning sunlight

Sends shivers through skies

The earth stilled by the morrow

Gathers itself in respite

 

Moody butterflies

Scatter rebellious new trends

Colours burst alight

A wailing banshee in shreds

Chases hooded hounds that skulk

 

The nightingale shrill

Keeps tone to a higher hue

In silence it yearns

Collecting days like pennies

Thoughts of winter heave in heart