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Michael Edwards

AS AUTUMN TURNS

 

AS AUTUMN TURNS 

 

How grey the slippery pathways lie

on days like this when affluent rain

falls heavy on the thirsty land.

 

See how the  watery rays of  light

turned silver plated in the mist

reflect upon the heath topped hills

which dip their feet in shining seas

where  silk white stallions dance.

 

Listen to the  keening winds

as lanyards tap and squawking gulls

sweep low across the paynes grey waves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Michael Edwards © September 2019