Mute Melody

Milkweed is mantled in mauve-silver mist

Summer is tucked like a child softly kissed

Hazy, the noon sighs and slips to a page

Of chapters forgotten in blue-strife and sage

Darling, to clench our fists and rebel

Will not refund seasons or deter farewell

Crimson and bronze escort green by the arm

Autumn steals summer in ravishing charm

Hope finds new wings; we bow and Believe

For we are all children of Adam and Eve

Dusk spills its vesper onto musky breeze

Darling, how quickly Time weaves memories

I sense Time’s touch re-arranging the air

Running red ribbons through summer’s gold hair

The dissonant murmur of autumn-pretext

Tangles within me; a summer-heart vexed

With whispers, my darling, and mute melodies

Shaping the hour into memories

© Janet Martin

Melody