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Autumn Wild

 

tonight leaves blow down in wild

abandon

heedless

no drift and glide

just twirl and ride a

cruel wind

cuts to the bone

and back

heartsliced

deafened with white noise

trying to find center

where none exists

only this way or that

dead crunch of leaves

beneath booted feet

eagle dips

tips wings wide in flight

crow calls endless caws

searching for up

I find only

the thread of dreams

dangling

from tattered mitten top

cold seeps in

as I weave, madly,

finding warmth

I know is there

if only I can find it

hold it

breathe new life

into indifferent Autumn.

 

 

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