The Autumn is Winters herald
Her banners red and gold
The Autumn is a dancer
With secrets deep,untold
The Autumn is a dreamer
Who dreams a golden world
The Autumn is a mourner
wrapped in mist and haze
The Autumn is a maiden
gilded with golden rays
The Autumn is a gatherer
of dreams and poems and news

When Autumn meets with Winter
the leaves will turn to dust
Into black earth they disappear
their golden fire lost

A gentle snow blankets the world
and diamonds frost the trees
She is a dream invisible
a whisper on the breeze

Slave girl unchained yesterday
sings an unchained melody
Freedom tastes so honey sweet
Dancers rock the drumming beat

She is breathing freedoms air
Free from shackles
Free from fear
Far above her,flying free,
leaves whirl in Autumns ecstacy

The golden fawn
pauses to drink
A lazy dragon fly arrives
importantly
he ducks and dives
The drowsy birds
list in the sky
They seek the shadows
So do I
I live in darkness
without the sun
A moon concealed
Oblivion

Like a drop of milk
on a black cats whisker
the moon is lost
in the endless night
She follows paths
invisible
and longs to
see the light
But the moon is a lady
whose destiny is dark
She’ll never see the sunlight
or hear the merry lark
Sometime she is silver
Sometimes she is gold
She is a jewel invisible
above the lonely world

The icy stars
stare coldly down
The waning moon
removed
from all I am

Pale deceiver
Barren rock
in endless sky
While down below
We live
and love,then die

When rain falls
I think of you
When sun shines
I miss you
When snow falls
I know
that I must let you go

When you were gone
we planted a young tree
in memory
and twenty years later
from that day
I wonder
how you have grown
Are you a gentle birch
sighing in the breeze
or an apple bearing maiden
or a larch with golden leaves
Maybe you are a willow
with trailing veils and skirts
a fragrant pine
or a somber elm or an ash
with spinning keys
I will return
I’ll come alone
and sit within your shade
A tree it is eternal
A poem
not a grave