Poetry Clips – And Then Came The First Colour Of Autumn (Perfume Of Roses)


And then came the first colour of autumn

Perfume of roses

Still in the air

Leaves not yet falling

But the days

Quietly yielding

To night

You still fill my dreams

Like the heavens poured out

Or the moon

Melting into the night

Too softly

For anyone to hear

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a writing prompt on Twitter from @FromOneLine

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