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October 1982
Autumn Ride
Like shadow thoughts in my mind Forms roll out of the mist Trees at the roadside Skeletons at first Then filling out As we pass And drive on To a hill that ends in the clouds Goes on beneath To rise again And displays the sun Behind a shroud Of delicate lace That wisps away In the morning breeze Treetops like shrubs On the sky's carpet (A lagoon Around the hill-island) Poked through To see what lies above The silver band
Shuttle birds In a magnificent loom Dart in and out Sewing earth to sky With free sung song And rapturous flight
The wind shifts The island sinks We go on Beneath the thinning veil Lost in wonder Speechless at the sight Of a crayon-box-full of colour Spreading like good news Across a sun dappled Tree quilted Hill And its flock Upon which a child Went wild And forgot the lines And did it all (A patch here A dab there Leave that alone) The same Different A picture stored in the mind Along with others (Grandma's apple pie With ice-cream A sand-castled beach A reunion with friends) Laid aside As we go on Down a grass grown lane-way Tunnelling through trees Past a fair In its restful madness To a home Where a repast awaits Fit for a king Or a just home traveler From an autumn ride
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Autumn Ride A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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