Autumn Days Poem by Kevin Patrick

September broke her summer leg.
now it Falls on cool October
her foliage cowed in subtle shades
bejeweling leafs in a circus of colours
til one by one they leave their home
descending in a swirling spell
they pirouette through the brittle air
like ballerinas in a slumber
they land making nimble piles
of ambient tombstones
in auburn afterglow
and as I walk the open yard
they shimmer on my running shoes
with sounds of autumns waves
roaring through the rustling
of their tender brittle skin
and as I tread through their mounds
I want to jump in their crests
and bury myself deep
in the orange ocean
of amber shallows
and reds deep void
but I walk like a growing up
stiff lip and shoulder strapped
putting away the childish thoughts
and heading towards my autumn years