Autumn has swept in without my knowing. An early gloom has stolen my evening reading and ushered in the need for unnatural, electric light; it buzzes like a swarm of flies. Northern kisses settle on chapped lips, the promise of snowflake tomorrows. There’s a change. Are you ready? I am.
￼ Out of the closet Webs hanging like silver shawls Preparing for Fall
￼ "It's inclement." "It's bloody freezing" I replied. The snow fell like spilled, white emulsion, the sun banished to distant lands. Even my dog, a grizzled old collie, refused to step foot in the yard. All in all, it was Antarctic. "Just inclement." Brave words for a woman in a bikini.
October’s nipping fingers Morning attention demanded Sky cast about in shades of forever How can she be ignored A little chill of neck A tingle down the spine A, yes the summer has gone, Don’t worry Don’t be shy Scent the snow Watch the falling leaves Tumbling like russet waltzers Taste the crisp tang of […]
…and the sky burned in wisps of fire, gnashing at the blue and chomping at the birds. A great mass of roiling, tangerine madness, Heaven seemed that bit further away trapped behind the fires of an aerial Hell. Everything was temporary chaos, everything was not usual. The few people awake fled in panic clanking milk […]