Poetry: The Coming Chill

Poetry: The Coming Chill

the summer birds are keeningthe autumn birds are preeningfor there's a whisper in the airand nature knows its meaningthe leaves are turning red and brownthe flowers going far to groundfor the cold is creeping from the northits wake bereft of lively sound the squirrels are dashing over the loamthe mice are digging deep and lowfor [...]

Poetry: The Festive Season

Poetry: The Festive Season

hand in hand and side by sidewe walk along the leaf-strewn patha rhythmic crunching matching stridewith the footfalls of the fading past our free hands hold the unlit candlesthat at dusk, will cast in orange lightthe relics of this annum's scandalsthat winter's cleansing will make right we'll place these candles in the lanternscarved with scenes [...]

Poetry: Autumn Quilt

Poetry: Autumn Quilt

patches orange, patches redbound together with the threadthat stitches tales of starry nightsfilled with warm fires and ghostly frightsthe shrieks of children all delighteddressed in gowns and masks, invitedto troll the the streets for scrumptious treatsand stuff themselves with moon-shaped sweetsbut in the morning, their laughs of joyare shoved in trunks with disused toysto be [...]

Poetry: The Lost Migration

Poetry: The Lost Migration

the morning dew is hardly risingsunlight on the far horizonyet in the violet murk, you spy themwild geese beneath the northern star the birds, they fly in no formationscattered wings catching loose dreamsfeathers falling from the seamskiss the grass like winter's final snow and at their flutter, you rememberthe tidings of a dark Decembera solstice [...]