dying brilliance

used up leaves feather autumn’s nest
brilliance dying of pigmentation aflame
trees let go, releasing themselves in sexless slumber
I see you sitting there by the emptied benches
echoing laughter turned vagrant summer memories
this park, a memorial forgotten once more
until half-masted flags fly
a lifetime from now
confounded insects remain idealistic in cold shrinking shadows
they go unnoticed by you 
carved into a wooden back someone’s footprint, missteps of love
you and I will be used up during our autumn
I wonder if we shall tire of ourselves
as the trees tire of their dying brilliance

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

I seem to be on a nature word path this week, not sure how long it will go on
art created a year or so go, previously published


7 thoughts on “dying brilliance

  1. Beautiful work AnnMarie! Can’t wait for that book of yours to come out. I told my friends all about it! I am watching Dynasty I love Joan Collins tour de force acting. I watched the first season without her it was lacking but had good ole Pamela Sue Martin. My sleep has been off but I have been enjoying myself. AnnMarie=Number One! woo hoo!

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  2. Well, I say keep hiking down that nature trail, AM, because this is lovely, stunning actually. You know, a hallmark of your work–that 4th line turns the whole darn thing on its heel. The introduction and mystery of two people, and they’re facing down their autumn. Then that beautiful last line: “as the trees tire of their dying brilliance”–who would ever imagine trees tiring of their brilliance? AM would! So perfect,so original. 🙂 DS


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