Sip of Autumn~

Sip of cider between thoughts..
a Fall remembered upon cat-tails of hope,
of trees hanging fire,
a scarecrows wink
at pumpkins bulging with delight.

That wonderful feeling of leaves
that burn forever,
burn't offerings of life and smoky love.

Hands in the pockets of his warm jacket,
a harvest of sweet obscenities whispered
at his back.

come fly..let us fly with the grey geese
as they depart through a chilly sky,
one last cry
to apple cider time.

© Jan~
rainyj