Falling, like leaves
Dreams pile
In cordate heaps
I follow a leaf floating
In a wild wind
Like the leaf—
Unzipped, undone
By words, by a breath
Falling to a death
Of proportions previously
Unknown
Surrendered,
Fallen, released,
Crushed
On forest floor.
This, the wine of autumn
Sweetness released
By dusty copper shards
Beneath the feet
Smoky fragrance
Of death and life.
Crushed cider
Succumbed
A small taste —
Buried loveliness
Between the lips
Don’t take the knife
And slice a jewel of autumn
Reds and golds spilling—
Everywhere, bittersweet dripping
Is it always
A banquet of such
Tortured feast?
I don’t want
To be lost, forgotten
Imprints hidden
Under an onslaught
Of a once-again
Never ending winter
Breathe life into
Bare leaf bones
Buried in earth-kissed carpet
Brilliant gems now glowing
Under deep snow
Hear heart beating
See flames rising
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©Prasanta October 29, 2016
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