photo by PSC 2016-11-5 |
November
In
her early days she was bright,
cheery,
full of light, an optimist
offering
up riots of leaves –
so
many shades – waves
of
yellows and oranges
flooding
into red, reflected
in
wind-rippled waters;
thrashing
shapes,
turbulent
textures
against a blue background
a bottomless welkin;
but later,
her
trees denuded,
filter
a different light,
softer, weaker, all the while
her darkness growing deeper,
disheartening, the shadows –
glum, gloomy, foreboding
a sinister storm brewing;
such an inauspicious end
to a month that began
with so much hope
and expectation.
PSC 2016-11
Penned for Day 12 of Robert Lee Brewer's November PAD
(Poem-A-Day) Challenge.
Assignment: a month
For more, check out this link: 2016 November PAD - Day 12