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.
©Susie Clevenger 2019
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‘Impatient bleak holds
its brush to paint
our waning on the
stark canvas
of winter’s landscape’
and the way they contrast with the:
‘…bursts
of burnished gold
encouraging the sky
to dress in its deepest blue.’
..
Hank