Autumn’s Caress

Leaves, like tears trickle slowly

Down the face of an aching azure sky

Birds cry out in heartbroken tones of melancholy

Over trembling barren branches

Deflowered by autumn’s caress

The cool breeze stirs the shadows

A dreamlike prelude to darker days

And the feathers of winter’s wing

Lightly brush across my soul

And take my breath away

© Ann Bagnall 2015.