A Coming Change…

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Today is still dark outside my window.

A promise of sweeping chill.

My mind and senses groan for the coming of it like the bee to the flower.

Come, Fall in all your glory!

Come with your cleansing wind!

Brush away the stickiness in my head.

The old stuffy clamminess, heat, and stuff of piled up

summer  dog-days weighing me down.

Brush through my hair, my brain and soul.

Let me sprout a pair of wings perhaps, that I could dance on your breeze!

Or set me free upon the air in a huge rising balloon so as to see the entire earth.

Let me sense, touch, taste, breathe, live into the crisp sharp newness of Fall.

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Ominous Storms and Strange

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Beware ye Isle most glorious

of queens and kings both

Lions and Lambs.

Something wicked and strange

this way comes.

An Ophelien wind portends,

bending its vortexed eye

toward Dover.

The Ides of October

to history amend.

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October’s Ominous Occurances

Falling into fictitious fantasy…

Sometimes hitting raked leaves…

Or knocking all breathable air away…

Finding hallucination funny

Or ghastly as mind bends

Along with body, bloody, terror.

Fearing to name the horror

Or look into its face

After all it’s

                   🔱   October ⚰️