Sunday, September 26, 2010


Late autumn ice, thin and shifting, summons me
Slack fisted, hands curl in light anticipation
Breathe, exhale, billowing languid smoke screens
The tide preparing change quickens reality
Destiny crumbles, immersing fate through shriveled leaves
Beckoning, wanting, and needing to be set free

So here it is I wait, pondering loss of comfort, O’ haunting season
That which once so vital, now degraded, hovering, collapsing
And here, and then, and again I wait, marveling at reason
For how am I to accept this madness, slithering in its departure
When how ravishingly the crackled frost, webs her treason
Homage to autumn, trembling, wrapping, consuming the tender

Embrace her cool breath, taking wing, her deep sigh embraces, filling me


Alba Arango said...

You are so amazing! *sigh* I'm just honored to say I know you.

C. D. Bennett said...

Beautiful. Enthralling. Captivating. :)

Jeanne Sampson said...

Beautiful and so well written, Tami!

Abigail-Madison Chase said...

Beautiful. :)