Two dry seasons perch in October’s shade On one sphere birds flap wing thermometers Gliding aloft into dry season’s thermal fevers, Where armored brisk winds, in dust battalions Sandblast leftover leaves from tropical squadrons. While elsewhere, October winds sail leaf armadas Carrying moisture in gusts, home to Amazonia. Nature relaxes in the seasonal embers of […]
Dry Seasons in October – A Poem — Suzette B’s Blog
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Nature’s gorgeous fall
Autumn’s myriad colours
Stop my own decline
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Contemplate the rain, this fleeting season,
changes I can do nothing about.
Sitting, watching, listening; the hanging drops
on vacant washing lines and leaves,
all testimony to nature,
that the laws of men may come and go,
yet eternal truths stand starkly before us:
Our choice to ignore.
The harder I try the less I get in return.
But the gentle rush of rain brings it back,
the raucous calls of crows
sitting in out in shedding trees;
the clutter of my mind
stands between what is me
and my self.
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Singing morning songs of deciduous tree ether, Maple leaves in crimson saris sprinkle fall sugar, Their rosy scarves twirl like red fidget spinners …
Maple Leaves – A Poem
*Lovely poem.
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