THE AUTUMN WANES
October 2009

One of my poems written in October 2009, that I recently ran across in combining some notes in my journals. Written about noone in particular, but with the melancholy of a summer romance that cannot survive, much like the leaves that are so vibrant and healthy in the summer and gone by December.



Sorrowful September

The pain that I remember

the dying of the leaves has left me

living without a dream



The collapse of this October

Serious, somber, sober

The falling flakes that leave me

stifling silent screams



Notice this November

Our love once wholly tender

Is left chilled and plagued in autumn

frozen to extremes



Dying in December

The last of fading embers

Footprints that were four are two

On chilly summer sands