
Cease this endless drift
A view point turns the season –
accepting free gifts
Copyright Francis 2022

A web clings
with limpid fragility
to the fractured sapling,
timorous in air’s breath,
long left by the spinner
of autumn’s lair
Copyright Francis 2021

Sweet memories are like fallen dry leaves, Bitter memories haunted across, The bittersweet mixture of tastes, A formula for lament and love, I cosset together in the name of time ©️Athira2021 All Rights Reserved
#Poem#Free Verse-6# Bittersweet Memories — Crosswalk

Old gold is falling
Enriching the sacred earth
Awaiting rebirth
Copyright Francis 2020