Here is Dusk
This heart in winter
Is frozen fast
Sleeping in the freezing blast
Safe in winter’s seasonal store
With creatures who do not
Hunger for
A summer’s day
Of Daisy Stomping
Rowdy screeching
Nettles, hives
And itchy eyes.
Here is dusk and
Quite content
To drowse in dream time’s firmament
In restful shades of midnight blue
And velvet black
While the false parade is marching past
Beating drums rat a tat
All in line rat a tat
Please don’t knock on the way back
For here is the dusk of drowsy things
With eclipse eyes
And Raven wings
Where all that is October sings
O5/06/2022