October

6 line poem

 

Leaves rollick vibrantly

Temps vacillate making dew

Thermals swirl hawks in ecstasy

First frost glazes its annual curfew

Macabre madness cackles or groans in fantasy

Indian summer might invite one last temperate adieu  

Reviews

[Ruth]

I think this is awesome love! Beautiully voiced, all light and darkness of the changing seasons blisters here!
Profound, vivid and powerful!
xx

[Ed Hart]

this is so vibrant, i force myself to refrain from my usual fancy