Fall Shades, On the Ochred Phloem

Senses are aware of a cavernousness, And of a stillness almost quietley abrupt..! softness of light & air surround all, deft as breath as from a doves wing reposing billows of liquid descending are as grains, the seeds of an "almost raining" A lowering of horizion encompasses, Valley, ridge, and outcropping crag's the listening atmosphere waits... breathless as soil is enriching Close by mammals disturb the folds of fallen bracken, with bursts of muffled sound, as hand in hand lovers stroll around Poem by Joe Maverick copyright 27 9 2011 This poem is for Michael J. Falotico's falling in love in the fall contest:)