Returning To Immanence Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

In the October of intrinsic contention
As smouldering leaves permeate the air
Pirouetted from each bough with a flair
Hordes of misshapen squash so crowded to mention
Cellar spider geometric web invention
Against a whispered onslaught sound would dare
When ochre twilight causes eyes to stare
Cave walls overlayed with Neanderthaloid etching.

Ancient lightyears flash betwixt the charging weather
Before the barnyard owls fade into nought
Shrewd imagination grasping for a feather
Scarecrow shadows in peat-bogs seldom sought
Thin wisp of mortals takes to the heather
Release the hibernation time has wrought.