Autumn song
I was caught up
by the wind
an autumn leaf
crisp, golden.
I was hijacked
by your tears
my heart held
to ransom;
for a moment
we danced a song
the melody unclear
the phrasing
dissonant.
I’m counting back
the years
vignette cinema clear
wide pan, exotic.
I’m flying through
this storm
buffeted by
creation
love an unknown game
that other’s play.
The zeitgeist
calls my name
the trees answer.