Beware the Leaves of Autumn

Beware the leaves of Autumn as they flee
Undressing every limb of bush and tree
As we shiver in the cold that sets them free
And wonder, as the Pagans, what will be.

For frozen in the ground the sun dials lie
As high noon limply creeps across grey sky
The voices of their seers do still imply
The sun is gone and surely all shall die.

So as the fire burns within your hearth
And all you long for buried in this dearth
You call upon non-gods for all its worth
Pray that the sun returns to thaw the earth.

John G. Lawless
©9/29/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Tor Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 7:33 PM
Those Pagan Gods will not hear for they are not real and the worst is yet to come...
Rodrigues Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 6:21 AM
Great write!
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