October Wood.
I love these soft
October days
with every breath
a whisper left,
to draw you close
in silk embrace.
Vibrant kisses guide
your steps
as falls her cloak
about the way
and bares her soul
to winter.
© sweetwater 2023
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I love these soft
October days
with every breath
a whisper left,
to draw you close
in silk embrace.
Vibrant kisses guide
your steps
as falls her cloak
about the way
and bares her soul
to winter.
A Poet In Winter – well autumn. Soul bared cloak fallen – just mellow 😀
Thank you Stella, so pleased to read your comment 🙂
Separate issue are you having trouble with ‘PP’s? Sue x
Jason just takes it down and works his magic, cleaning out ads about twice a year.
I suppose it could subconsciously be a love poem, I do find October the most seductive of months.
Like you I was unsure if October should have a capital letter or not these days, some say yes others say no, same with commas and full stops, they can go either way too.
Thank you for such an in-depth comment Trevor, it was very much appreciated. Sue.
That’s very helpful thank you, I will amend immediately 🙂 Sue.