Late-Flowering Love

Written by: Charlotte Puddifoot

Under molten autumn's tumbling umber we walk,
fingers clinging, hours disappearing as we talk.

Love gifts drift from kaleidoscope canopy trees -
gentle showers of confetti-colourful leaves.

Heart-scarlet berries glow hotly in hedgerows,
passion-flame petals burn on a late-blooming rose.

Susurrous russet whisperings as leaves cascade;
secrets shared in soft, sequestered shade.

Reaping this harvest of hopes and dreams
in the late golden gleam of sunbeams.

Melding as day gives way to mauve-mellow twilight;
communing with the misted murmurings of night.





by Charlotte Puddifoot
for Michael Falotico's 'Falling In Love In The Fall' contest