Wednesday, October 28, 2015

October Whimsy





Earth is a leaf-swaddled garden
The wind is a minstrel, lost
And every field a silent sea
That once his baton tossed

Dusk is a maiden weeping
Over the countryside
Bereft of blushing lilies, Love,
Where summer’s laughter died


We are both Wonder and Wanting
Caught between smiles and tears
The sky, a yawning awning where
October disappears


Time is a cello, bronzed-yellow
We are its grin of grief
The wind is a crestfallen fellow
Because earth is a leaf

© Janet Martin


With forecasts of Hurricane Patricia's leftovers passing through today, yester-dusk Victoria and I decided to get out for a hike before the fields turn to pure mud...
The ache of 'almost November' (captured perfectly at YDP today) was prevalent everywhere...

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful photos Janet. The storm is coming here tomorrow and will no doubt take a lot of the remaining leaves off the trees. Take care in the storm.

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