lost to autumn -

I thrive for summer, dancing free yet, when autumn breathes a sigh whispers, deep, that voice to me shadows stretch to kiss goodbye the nape of August, bound to die seems the seasons know us best when we ache for change, it comes bright-adorned - October’s breast crimsons, umbers, scarlets, plums shades cascade in countless sums still, what speaks to me the most sharp and keen - that mistral, fall shoulders back my youthful ghost dressed as then with passion's pall so waiting, breathless, for her call then, like now, my heart did beat with the hopes to catch her gaze 'twas only there I’d feel complete lost amidst her wondrous ways ... lost to love - those autumn days. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Strand No 800, Any Theme, Any Form, Finale" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 4th Place ~ in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 14" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Bring On Fall" Poetry Contest, Francine Roberts, Judge & Sponsor.