Autumn's LoveA Poem by RuseInex
November in my
California valley Slanted rays of the sun coming in through Autumn’s robe at midday refracted and diffused into bands of warm earth colors Golden rays piercing the crisp air hanging between me and distant trees A misty haze descends lightly, uninvited she mingles with and befriends the rays of refracted particles becoming a phantom’s veil Floating across the white picket fence row’s stoic sentries daring me to approach and scale their pointed weathered wooden heads To gain entrance into that landscape of jack o’ pumpkin colors, the reds and browns of fallen leaves carpeting the orchard floor The elms remain green still in my sight’s foreground I will walk by them and greet their leaves before gravity claims their fluttering falls gentlest wisps spirit breeze’s breath her chiffon tongue birthing soft convection currents brushing elm’s leaves sensuously as they tremble afraid of extinction, striving to speak as i walk by, expecting salvation from certain death who am i involved in such matters? no horticultural skill can save them “mere human i am, helpless to save even myself from the same outcome,” I mutter to them as i walk past, approach the fence without a stile i straddle a sentry pokes my crotch i exhale air holding my breath with a muffled groan delightfully entranced, far from the grinning pickets i trod forward magnetically drawn to Autumn’s soft breast the inner folds of her sun lit robe © 2015 RuseInex |
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Added on November 30, 2015 Last Updated on November 30, 2015 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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