Monday, September 23, 2013


Autumnal Equinox
Comes rushing in with a vicious rattle,
Icy pellets awaken me, alarmingly.
Fear of dying as Death roars by,
Leaving leaves and limbs akimbo.

"Fall Is Arrived! Behold the glory,"
roars the wind Northwest.
Harbinger of the roiling death
so close around the corner
lurks the ultimate foe...


Donna said...

I like it.

Thefinnishline said...

Now ...that reminds me ..I had written a poem about the approach of winter ...
I will have to try to find it,