Ash clings to her crown

But it’s Autumn in my heart

Grimly fading now

Twist and turn and bend

Until we’re tangled and tend

Intertwined with friends

Autumn colours fade

Clocks go back, tired and grey

Ever shorter days

Collapse my illusion

Replace this frail delusion

What’s left is what’s real

Who was here before?

Watching light transform the land

Who will come after?

Steady plough reveals

Rolling over rambling fields

Secrets long concealed

Journeys run like veins

Through these brown fields and green ways

You can’t stop the change

Summer’s fallen crown

Lies in state, a gutter fate

Until spring comes round

At the edge of time

I can’t see beyond my pride

In my clouded mind

Over sticks and stones

Up hills steep, down gulleys deep

And flying, leap holes

Cover me with shrouds

Brambles keep us safe from harm

A haven for crowds

Maybe I’m a toad

Trying to be a toadstool

Mirror on the wall

Slips through my fingers

Wasted, borrowed, stolen, free

Waiting for no one

Uneasy, on edge

Fog clouded mind full of dread

Hasn’t happened yet

Scattered feather down

Lines the sunken holloway

Another strata

Fog covers my tracks

Rising like a cold knife steel

Fox tracks my cover

Who knows where we’ll go

When we leave our warm abode

There’s only one road

Have I fallen too?

What will be left after you?

Nothing else to do

The ravens and crows

Settle down in long neat rows

As the thin moon rose

Return to my place

Steps retrace pictures in fields

Mysteries revealed

Wait! You will not be

Remembered for what you do

But how you do it

Autumn’s magic glows

In open field and hedgerow

But can I still grow?

Even kings must feed

On the fruit of this black dirt

The best things are free

Let the sun depart

Let her light up other lives

Long may she arise