AutumnA Poem by Nick Warwick
Breaking
Breaking down -- flailing leaf corpses Proclaim the ragged, wind-torn sky They rustle word of burgeoning degradation Breaking through -- Darkening craggy raw above Warning that light grows precious Blackwinged croaking, cloaking tumble Above revealed twiggy homes Splayfingered masters of winter's turbulence Behold the restless ragged dome A billowing, corvine miscellany And all about, the swirling clamour of the fall Despairing adrift to earth Stirred and slowed by the air's febrile decree Of choiceless, months-long retreat Now dusk's mantle calms a little This restlessness of change The day hangs suspended Still twitching, still swaying On the string of equinoctial unease Look up! Look up This simple, hungry act of love Of everything around me For its eternal joy exceeds my time here And this moment -- This unrepeatable now -- Islands a stone in the necklace of one life.
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Added on September 24, 2023 Last Updated on September 24, 2023 AuthorNick WarwickHurstpierpoint, United KingdomAboutWords have always seemed to me a mixed blessing, from which photography has long provided me with an escape. Ironically, and in a subtler way, so has poetry. I think it's the absence of rules. more..Writing
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