~the Wandering Of Autumn~ Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

Night skirts past waking this blue, green world
while memories echo yesterday behind,
See, touch, taste, hear and feel everything
that makes life worth living.
Will today offer what yesterday gave?

Breathe-in warm winds of October
now held to wonder if more will sing summer's song,
Hum to the beat of falling leaves still green
stung by frosted nights and a rising sun.
Uneasy drifts of bumblebees
kiss the half petaled fields,
Seeking refuge from fallen stings.
Placid these days are
as the wandering of autumn drifts through,
Dragging feet half- hearted toward November...

Burn autumn burn as all before,
Wave your fan of golden orange
and burnt sienna through trees paling green.
Brush your tongue round birch and oak
sealing buds silver till spring.
Run through lands leaving footprints I'll follow,
and winter will ready its bite.