Ghosts

the torn owl of autumn

hides behind a glass of rain

thin strips of the moon

hang like a tired curtain

behind the black hedge

voices seem serious and muted

we need to be empty to escape

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This has a profoundly sad feel to it as as unwelcome autumn comes to us in years and memories feel draped and wet and heavy. Indeed another masterpiece of crafted words, each one chiseled with a fine hand.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what a great last line having to be empty to escape..."the torn owl of autumn" is a perfect opener...
as we reach our older years we release baggage...and are filled with wisdom gained, even if it is torn...
and even we hang like tired curtain...
we move on...with a certain knowledge gained.

good stuff, as usual, Leslie...

i read you and my fingers start getting itchy to move over the keys...that's inspiration.

thanks..

j.