Autumn’s Promise
A watery sun in a grey caped sky, filters through the colander clouds
Mirroring itself, on champagne sparkling cars
Desperate to reflect its weakening rays - to remain alive a little longer
Pavements glisten in remembrance of rain
Iridescent hued oil stained traffic tracks laid
Dazzle the eye on a miserable day - car visors shade ‘gainst low hanging light
House windows shine like stainless steel, hiding their souls from passers by
Roof slates of polished coal redirect rays to their heavenly home
The light is weak, strong, bright and dull - prisms within a dying autumn sun
Small pyramids of leaves huddled in roadside gutters
Seek communed protection from sweeping breezes
Discarded from boughs they crackled and fell – curled, wet, glowing
amber bright in certain death
The relics of summer are all around, trees readying for slumber at last
Season’s flowers though faded promise rebirth
When spring’s delicate fingers caress them again –nature’s cycle to set in motion once more
Margo Ross – November 2007
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Thanks for explanation of this as today unknown poetry form - to me anyway. Look forward to seeing more.
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