TTO ( / Washington State)

(((Amber Mist)))

An imigrant of Dawn, i rise-
I search the roses and trees for thee-
Comes Spring and Summer joy of Love-
Where warmer shadows hide the last freeze...

A sanctuary of green paints itself free-
Comes the dusks past twilight all-
The brick wall with Autumns climbing ivy-
With two mysteries remaining-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose Of Fall...

Answers are not forthcoming-
Insidious and hidden in times past-
The seasons of blustering winds comes calling-
All leaves from the trees are cast...

Succumbing in days to the chill-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose decay-
Irrevelant now in this day and time-
For Winter White has gotten his way...

April 12,2009

User Rating: 5,0 / 5 ( 12 votes ) 3

Comments (3)

Wonderfully nature-woven...thanks very much
My Megs, be watchin over here for Indigo! Love ya, Theo
This is so beautiful, Theo.The second to the last stanza is the best for me.Love you soomuch. Hugs, Meggie