November 1984


ah, tis autumn once more

sighs the soul

breathing deeply of the

coloured winds


from far flung


sporting Jacobs coats

(for a time)


scent, sight, sound

the mind assailing

scent of the rain

       wet-blanketing excitement

sight of the leaves

       running through the grass

sound of the wind

       singing lullabies to trees

fight for (and win)

attention (for now)


rain falling light

from wind shepherded clouds

washes away the world

and I walk as Adam

before he fell

I fall too

and head for home


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