"SUBTLE HAZE" ?

Subtle Haze of Darker Days

(i.e., those yet to come)

As grayish days grow longer,

Moon's shadows beckon stronger ;

The squirrels and sparrows

Play in barrels,

Perched among the

 Footpaths, narrowed...

Saturn spins ghost-tales

Beneath twilight's dusk;

Venus drips billows

Of late-evening musk.

Autumn-bred corn husks

Top sweet-scented  hay bales;

Fancy-faced pumpkins

Dot cider-sprigged

Fence rails...

YET...

Nature turns tearful

When scanning the hillsides:

Its bounties are dimming,

Its pastures wane, sun-dried.

Oh!  Heed the far echoes

Of  wind, rain and cold...

Spot butterflies quicken

 On each marigold...

poem written by L.P.-G. / Sept. 2024