Summer love

Poppies slash cornlike new bloodstain gold withskin silkso so soft windtears themearth skin toearth dustmakes bone of us.Kestrel crosses woodstartles doepigeon’s coo rustle leavesall of these paintSummer’s cry:this momenthigh skytill Autumn’s whispertease us.You come fromfar off landblack eyes burna patentyou ask for timecould you be mine,Summer’s net of lovedraws back the bandbetween us.The hay’s been cut& you returnopen armeda promise of a coupling:but poppy’s bloodhas stained the dustthe opiate drunk& Autumn’s calldispersed us

Poetry