Wednesday, November 26, 2014


As caramelised sugar yielding to the spoon
The leaves will crack and shatter underfoot
Till the hasty western showers come tonight
To run down the flowing slivers of moonlight
Shafts of silver breath that pierce empty branches
Onto blanketed foliage laid upon sleeping world
So I will walk softly into the moistening night
Leave you to slumber among the warm dragons
Of sentiment beware; but was life ever so sweet
In the shadows with my thoughts watching stars