Embers

Equinoctial winds fill September’s sails:

she creaks, complains, strains

ropes that must be loosed, and slips

inevitably away.

We run along the foreshore desperate to

keep her in sight, but the

horizon demands her and

suddenly she’s gone, just as the

first ember sail of Autumn

pierces the dusk.

Her berth is ready, roofs repaired,

windows fastened: for

fleet following her are the

Black Ships of Winter,

one by one.

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Comments

  • Leah  On September 27, 2010 at 9:27 am

    Brrrr, that made me shiver!

  • Tonya  On September 13, 2011 at 12:02 am

    Wonderfully stated and you are correct, winter is coming earlier this year.

  • 1emeraldcity  On September 14, 2011 at 8:21 pm

    Why not welcome winter. Life is a cycle. We’d all be bored with perpetual spring and summer.

  • fridayam  On September 30, 2018 at 6:03 pm

    Reblogged this on Fridayam's Blog.

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