Autumn contrasts, Red and Grey,
a chilly breeze on a sunny day
a burst of colour as wind blows leaves
the starry night as Summer grieves
a puff of breath in the chilly morn
the sharpness of light from a sky, cloud shorn
although I regret the passing of days
the changing seasons always amaze.
smiling little face
oblivious to fate
seasons of the rhyme
begrudging passing time
to an earlier youth
life’s eternal truth
earth’s recycling plan
the history of man
a heart dissolved in rich, red wine.
An empty home,
a memory lost,
the seasons circling endlessly.
The maelstroms’ eye,
each fallen leaf,
a spider spinning her new web.
All is louder still,
than this endless,