Across The Autumn Sky
yet the
Autumn leaves are
still falling from
the naked trees
like a deck of
falling cards from
the magical hands
of the casino card dealer
flushing out
kings and queens
aces and spades
from the looking-glass mirror
are the frightened faces of
The Joker dancing
through the wind parade
until the next card shuffle
is played and somehow
we can only see
the broad flashes of light
red blue green
and a little bit of indigo
in between the gigantic
spinning roulette wheel
and behold the
synchronous flight of starlings
across the autumn blue sky
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2025
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