Friday, October 22, 2010

Fall Equinox

When air has turned the day
to equal parts of light
and equal parts of dark night
the muse arrives on
yearly cue, dressed in
garments of orange and reds
dancing on black twigs
She whispers names
of every love alive or dead
"remember me"
awakening lovers
from their beds
leaving nothing
but a faint scent of smoke.

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful! This time of year is definitely a "muse" for creative people like you!