I had a dream
Talking in forevers,
dancing with my future

Dreamt the sky bluer
Dreamt autumn brighter
Dreamt the grass softer

And in this dream
I had my hopes,
I spoke them in forevers

And in this dream
The night caught up
My feet drew weary

Dancing with my future
I lost my footing
and woke

I started walking
and didn't dream
for many nights

on tree lined trails
fall leaves cut
through brittle air

striking and beautiful
I was me
and real

Talking in forevers
I was happy
and awake

but rose lenses
and red eyes
gave way to sleep

And I dreamt
Autumn truly bright
once more

and under trees
through falling leaves
I screamed

You should know better
than to talk
in forevers.

Autumn and I dance
October’s two step
across earth feeling
the stardust in our limbs
drawing us closer
to the moon.

Impatient bleak holds
its brush to paint
our waning on the
stark canvas
of winter’s landscape.

Even with a calendar
determined to strip
us down to fading,
we are bursts
of burnished gold
encouraging the sky
to dress in its deepest blue.

The coldest night of autumn,
Made its place on a sunday.
I'm keeping up with my thoughts,
The ones about you, my dear.

My mind is playing tricks with me,
I see you in every dream,
Tears shed, too much, made a lake
Swimming in my own, deep pain.

I listen to your whisper,
It travels with the wind.
Leaving behind paths and hills,
Our promises, everything.

You went past winter, left a note,
I opened it with such big hopes...
The message had a dark, short line:
"You were never in my life".

I hear your knocks from years away,
On the door of Spring's huge cave,
I have to warn him, or is it too late?
How dare you act, like you're a saint?

So tell me darling, use your head!
Don't tell me this is the end!
How is March a better man,
Than November, who's more than friend?

I need an answer, a confess,
How can you move on so fast,
Leaving me on special meds,
With all these new panic attacks?

The boy i was, became a man,
Lost his faith and future plans,
Like those cute dates, all of them,
We used to say: "Carpe diem".

Time to close my heart forever,
Hurts me more than any hell.
Wishing you are loved and better,
While i live under your spell.

You told me, that you're my Lover,
I trusted you, for too long,
Liar.

Autumn Green
The last to be seen
A much needed change
From brown leaves in Spring

The change does come
Too quick or too slow
What amount is just right?
I don't think is known

To be happy to be
Is harder done than said
When the once clear path  
Begins to thin and spread  

Structure is an illusion
It wants not to stay
Only change is remembered
For all order decays

‘Tis autumn
And the blood of God
Pools in root that sleeps
Amidst worm and toadstool

Vain woman
Autumn swirls her air
Leaf plucked from trees
Of Saint Anthony’s Fire

And they scream from the bleachers
Every first down

Okay?



(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCXXXII)


September's slipping through my fingers hence
As erst wont, heat upon the rise sans bail,
Fall's early crew of altered leaves a trail
To yonder, on the ground. The vain pretense
T'will never end, or else in sheer defense
Shall be here so much longer we'll avail
Ourselves in plenty time at leisure, frail,
Nor but the usual ruse for all intents.
I know because it's haunting me as twere,
Now tugging on my sleeve to swear I knew
Before twas ended. Guess I do, this tour
Of green'ry sifting through the hours nigh through,
Til noticing is hardly 'nough, and poor.
Oh LORD, our time's in Thy hands; we wait You.

11Sep25c

Autumn's first appearance is a chilly wind
One that engulfs your face with kisses and leaves as fast as she arrived
Wines her fingers in your freshly done hair just to undo it
Maybe autumn is the love of my life
I stand at the ready for her next sporadic appearance.