Today is World Poetry Day, so as that’s what I do, its appropriate for me to post something on today of all days.
Here’s a poem from my latest collection “Winter Dreams 2” (available to buy from here)
On a Hallowe’en dawn
Lights Scorpio sun, and,
Brings the frost of tomorrow
On a pale zephyr wind,
“Jack Frost is a-comin'”…
You hear it on the breeze
Through the trees
It’s branches steadfast despite Winter’s breath
Removing leaves, caressing
Forming an auburn path of rust and hues
That will turn to mush by the end of the day
The day is not done but natures closed sign is deftly displayed.
Unwritten invitation for Jack Frosts’ arrival
To place his magic touch on Earth’s crust
And lay his hands to leave an icy crepe
On all that remains still
For many moons, til Aquarius acquiesces.