A seasonal poem for the start of winter.
(Image description: A close-up photo of brown autumn leaves on a tree against an out of focus landscape on an overcast day.) Credit: Photo by Olivia Hutcherson on Unsplash
An Early Samhain Morning
Goodbye summer
the wheel turns
from light to dark
Brutal heat waning
the cicada’s cry stilling
dog days called home
Morning mist curling
through the trees
blanketing them in peace
Crisp air
a clear, purifying scent
my senses renewed
Everything is sharpened
more alive, yet
death spreads its cloak
Brilliance of color
freshness of cold
pungency of decay
Nursing a cup of coffee
a warm reprieve against
the core-chilling zephyr
An energizing respite
beneath the soft glow
of sunlit swaying boughs
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