Autumn Days
Rowan berries cluster orange
ripening an August morning.
Tart apples crisp knotted branches,
fallen, scarred fruit
soften wasp warm soil.
Blackcurrants burst sweet
bowing from boisterous bushes.
Spent raspberry canes rust
birthing fleshy new shoots,
prickly with prospect.
The rambling red rose laughs
leaping the garden wall,
thorny veins throb puce
under an energetic sun.
A cloudy sea races
beneath the stirring breeze
as trembling trees shudder
the call to Autumn.
Dark shadows bounce
peppering my lawn
I stretch,
brushing off
the creeping dread
of dark days
to come
MMC © 2011
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