โ† the boardelliot freeman

Autumn

feb 2025 ยท poem

The season of autumn Of falling leaves That give to the soil In death Fall into the wind Let it push through your pores Clean out your skin And wash away the remnants Of a tired spring Time turns anew Old as forever I watch the boats unload And the tide pull out further The pollen of old promises Carry in the air Landing in my lap Here in the harbour

โ† the boardelliot freeman