Linda Marie Van Tassell
Autumn In Heaven - Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
Autumn uplifts her golden samovar
spilling amber across the maple trees.
Her hair flutters like flaming cinnabar
or soft skeins of silk in the morning breeze.
Her breath is a blossom of misty rain.
Her eyes are jade lanterns of willow green,
and her lips are kissed with a berry stain
or first blush of love in a virgin queen.
I see her shiver beneath glittered sleeves
as smokestacks rise into the early sky,
and prayer boats are made of fallen leaves
on a lake of tears that falls from her eye.
Thunderstruck am I on thoughts of levin.
Heaven on earth is autumn in heaven.
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