The Autumn SonataA Poem by Michael OliverThis is the first of three movements -
- the flower is turning - this today' game
memory along - with hedges - proved to be obscured the Te Deum of desire is confounded by leaves as slumber creeps upon the sense so shaped - locked in it's abuse - the quiet soul - existential - a question - a relief - beckoned by fading lanes frames - now village painted walls - some score partridge - a hobbled discretion - intent - on feeding - random graze - branches touch the earth - each one a genuflection the world found again - a course is closing the infinite - now a warm space - a single room a robins song defined - final in the compass my bell - treble precise sounds - a marked bloom well repeated vows - a wedding - alternate investment - loops of festooned ropes - mystery touched - cast shadows ' Look to - the trebles going - she's away ' luck lays by a form - a four -leafed clover the topic dropped - discarded - the wan sunlight forgets below - a congregation's chorale - a patriotic Holst gusto seasons this marriage day - as the veil dissolves
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StatsAuthorMichael OliverAboutI like capturing the world in various mediums for a long time I was a painter, but more recently I realize the same imperative can be used to direct words as well as brushes. more..Writing
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