Streams ripple russet liquids,
giddy gnats stitch mists of fine silver,
weaving saturated whirls into ribbons of ivory.
Crispy ginger waltzes through a teal atmosphere
whilst a moonstone mirror glints…
Constellations begin to chrome,
Goddess Tara grants November copper slashes,
turf-matted turmeric swanking her karmic conductor,
her oak baton conjures the ‘Dance of the Golden Fleece.’
Passing phantoms reflect synopsis
to the core of seasons glory.
Autumn’s mystical creations broke August’s heart.
Voiceless leaves scatter into nothingness…
…like old spirits.
Summer’s Queen, Aestas, wispy-weak, numb, sighs.
Sepia razzes spin in joy, tantalising…
Muffled Marigolds droop, breathless,
yellow mops crushed by tear-stained splashes of Angel’s mist.
Shy seeds snooze like dopey orbs…
as Aestas takes to slumber, with no regrets
her soul smiles the colour of yellow.
Love writing poetry in all styles, stories and working on a novel. Subjects range widely... about life in this world and the next, the beauty of the natural world and the grip of human emotions. First volume of poems self-published on Amazon kindle. 'LadyLily's Poems, Book 1, Wonders of Nature, Life Slices, Life After Life & Netherworlds.