The pleasant Autumn
Is turned to mean exclusions
Of clouded Winter,
Ebon ravens take to air,
Love may languish, vanish there.
Costliest of days
When time slows in dreamless sleep,
Moments like thick soup
Mire us, one – forever – all,
Discordant voices, loud, call.
Faces of comfort
Covered in veils kin to fog,
Starlight gleaming eyes
No longer lit from within,
Payment price for frigid loss.
Relentless saunters
Hope in allure to parade
Reminding one, all,
Better days return, arrive,
Together again arise.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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