October
a
scatter of
green
fluted plums,
scented
clove--
a
chill gust
waltzes
the
heat of her
As
you
toss
in untroubled
sleep
and
I breath
in
every
sweetness
Lay
your head
nearer
the narrowing
light
now
and raise
keen
the
slow of her heart
8 comments:
There is a beautiful feel to this, with "narrowing light" and keening. Beauty and sadness is October to me too.
Sharing the odd moments can be alluring without really expecting! Nicely Gabriella
Hank
a chill gust
waltzes
the heat of her
What a lovely way to talk about the cooling temps. Very lovely poem.
such a calm, beautiful sway into fall. i love your descriptions of october!
Sensual, lovely piece!
I love the name of your blog! And enjoyed the delights of your October in every line. Love your closing words especially........
beautiful piece!
This makes me pensive... that's a good thing. Thank you.
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