Seraphim dwindles
While rebel-wind swindles
The color that kindles
October’s good-bye
Tenderness traces
Earth’s barren embraces
Where blue longing laces
November’s near sigh
Dying day etches
Stark silhouette sketches
On gold, satin stretches
Twixt sky, land and sea
A breath-stealing burning
Of sudden sweet yearning
For Time’s no returning
Ignites poetry
Porcelain sliver
Of opaque moon shivers
Beneath Orion’s quiver
Of star-spangled darts
Virile vexation
Of trust and temptation
Defies explanation
And perplexes hearts
Middle-night murmurs
Time’s black and white summers
Reside in waft-shimmers
Of echoes that sift
As seraphim dwindles
Where rebel-wind swindles
The color that kindles
October adrift
© Janet Martin
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