ode to autumn

autumn in scotland

leaves’ souls burn up in red, orange and yellow flames
gnarled bark shivers in bare naked branches
pale sky wraps up for autumn in a coat of clouds
sweet rain quenches thirsty soil and greedy roots
faded petals crinkle up like tissue paper, shrivelled
but bulbs beneath sit fat and warm, sleeping and waiting
migrating sparrows savour the honey sunset on their wings
in a cave mother bear watches her grown children dream of spring

~ Hanifah

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