Two Autumnal Songs
Guttering fires
flame in leaf bones
cool winds
stir up sooty ghosts.
The trees that don't turn,
stay hung on a scaffold
where green ribbons fly.
Bat wings rattle
in morning airs.
Shoes crunch down
over the brittle fallen,
boots kick over
last ***-ends
of mist and light.
........................
Autumn expires in flames
yet simmers with flaring tints.
Leaf-fall crepitates and crackles
skived to crisp skins.
Hedgerows decant to vacant lots
bare twigs to wooden teeth.
Arboreal embers swirl
between barelegged winds.
The groundhogs have forsaken
dawns scant larders,
they seek deeper shelters
where moss-beds lay unseared
by smoldering remnants.
Frost glitters under
warm terracotta pots
Swish away you sweeping winds,
Halloween will be late this year
for the dead are still dying.
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