Autumn Movement - a poem from Carl Sandburg

 Experimental Autumn (Stacy Wills, 2013)

created from source image + sacred altering

Autumn Movement

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper, 

sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.

The northwest wind comes and the yellow is torn full of holes,

new beautiful things come

 in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind,

and the old things go, not one lasts.

-Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)

source image:  Sunrise at Gray Center, Canton, MS  

veiled moon

the moon is a

veiled bride tonight

autumn winds

attend her,

scattering leaves

like rose petals

along the path

-stacy wills (11/22/10)

blackwater mirror

in the old birdbath

autumn leaves

steep like tea bags

blackwater mirror

reflects an azure sky

-stacy wills (11/03/10)

slow dancing

with the turning

of the season

a gentle breeze

is blowing

and with it

comes a knowing

that it's time

for letting go

then like lovers

we're slow dancing

to the waiting

ground below

-stacy wills (9/30/10)