Afterfall— Lynn White
The colours
of fall are filling the air
reds, yellows,
golds and silvers
swirling and falling
in the splendour of fall.
But this season of colour
and fruitfulness
is also the season
of mists
and monochrome
of grey skies,
of damp,
decay and death.
Joy and apprehension
together in harmony
usually.
And usually
nature
has kept to the script,
repeated the pattern
of millennia
but now
she’s ripping it up
and letting it fall
with the leaves.
And soon,
one day soon
I think
only the grey will appear
and only the grey will remain
to portend a bleak wintery
future.
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.
Least Likely—Dee Allen
Canyons have splendid broad-gauge views.
Beaches offered the same treasures, too,
As had forests where pine trees grew,
But see me in the desert? Not likely.
Sunny plains are pleasant—Not!
Treeless, unbearable, exceedingly hot.
Lack of lakes—what that terrain’s got.
Will I visit the desert again? Not likely.
From longest road to highest bluff,
Every mile’s similar—dry & rough.
Death Valley in Nevada—that was enough.
My chances of waltzing through desert again?
Least likely.
Dee Allen is an African-Italian performance poet based in Oakland, California U.S.A. Active on creative writing & Spoken Word since the early 1990s. He is the author of 7 books–Boneyard, Unwritten Law, Stormwater, Skeletal Black [ all from POOR Press ], Elohi Unitsi [ Conviction 2 Change Publishing ], Rusty Gallows: Passages Against Hate [ Vagabond Books ] and Plans [ Nomadic Press ]–and 67 anthology appearances under his figurative belt so far.
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