RICH AUTUMN HOURS

by Gertrude Olga Down
Ontario, Canada

Rich Autumn hours float
Past curtain-free windows
Like endless clouds of Monarchs,
Undulating waves of
Black and orange wings
Follow instincts
Stronger than the breezes,
Desires more potent than the scents
From heady harvest blooms
That race across the fields.

With airy lightness
Butterflies dance goodbye
To golden painted forests.

Fall sails warm currents,
Meanders down back roads,
Samples the pies and jams
From October fairs, or
Struggles against tides
Of advancing Winter,
Storing hot harvest heat
In butters and preserves
For mem'ry-filled feasts.

 

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[NOTE: Tower Poetry 49#2 is out of print]