A Meadow For Autumn
when eve doth fall upon summers’ end,
a hint of splendor bequeathed arose
upon firmament as changed scenery
(this third equinox act since new year) bellows
basses loaded and blasted in sync with pyrotechnic pizzazz,
while orchestras suites scored for cellos
thus quiet riot of multitudinous notes swirl
from each bronzed leaf like fellows
dancing elliptically forsooth greeting mother earth
with char rills brawn son hellos.
how peachy keen and grand to be seated
at plum lined tree center stage
to behold the colorful capering downward spiraling threnody
quintessential silent rage
chapter three if nature alluded to
as a tome poem – and now the first page
known to humans since…way before indigenous tribes
occupied North America such as the Osage
and/or other natives, whose keen scents foretold
the onset from flora and fauna sings they did gauge.
now the regimentation of existence commandeered
by strict adherence affianced to the clock
lest an employee arrive one second late –
her/his pay will go hickory dock
which sequestration to the twenty first century life
analogous to men undergoing emasculation,
whereby he may as well be a eunuch
without thick horn, where business
deals concluded as overhead a flock
of seagulls migrate to southern climes,
which with global warming seems ad hoc
yet the multitudinous animals and plants
genetically under rubric of life lock
which mucking around viz industrialization
humankind doth make a mock
‘ere re: and drive many miniscule species
to take safety and shelter under a rock
totally oblivious, those bipedal hominids haphazardly
scurry to work in order to purchase schlock.
thus this pre dormant season,
where one must be vigilant and tread
like angels heeding curtain call
draw wing summer to a close
with damn the torpedoes salvo,
the cacophony kaleidoscope of color
per fifty plus shades of red
forecast thee onset of cooler temperatures
with falun gong foliage natural compost
shelter burrowing creatures, who stash goodies
at a later time to be fed
thus each of us need be vigilant
with no misstep to tread
upon feet lightly negotiating
whereat dwells busy itty-bitty bodies
well nigh invisible to the naked eye,
yet if ground swell of organisms
once would behold a microscopic whirled wide web!
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2016
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