Autumnal Remembrance - 2014 Poem by DM W

Time's rusted leaves
Gather in the garden
of my autumnal dreams.
These scattered remnants:
Burnt browns, reds and golds
Are like Death approaching;
Yet clad in a tarnished beauty.
Deep within their vibrant colours,
I glimpse the vague traces
Of loved ones long gone.

The scent of bonfires,
Lingers like an old friend
In the crisp evening air.
The blood of October
Is like a vintage wine:
So rich: both sweet and dry.

Autumn is all light and shade;
offering more dimensions
To the heart of our grief.
This is a time to reflect,
Before the bitter coming,
Of the certain frost and snow.