
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