we are a dying season.

[holograph]

We are a dying season.

Awry prayers float in the acute air,
the breath of sleepless autumn
lank and bare
like an old ballerina
pirouetting for the last time in her
broken music box.

What do we pray to?

The pumpkin moon.

[that fat sucker that bulges through
each plum October dusk and hangs

there like someone’s faceless head,
listening to words that were left unsaid]

We are all pagans in the end.

Mama, close the shutters.

Morning [that wretched sensualist]
turns on a fire that doesn’t complement
a charcoal heart.

Just close them.

I won’t be able to see in the dark?

I already do.

We are a dying season.

[Riesa]

holograph,
an excellent piece,
I could almost pick out every line to quote, they were all great. but these are my top favorites:

Awry prayers float in the acute air

like an old ballerina
pirouetting for the last time in her
broken music box.

The pumpkin moon.

[that fat sucker that bulges through
each plum October dusk and hangs

oh, I love that pumpkin moon.

We are all pagans in the end.

and I love the ending,

I won’t be able to see in the dark?

I already do.

We are a dying season.

resigned with an ominous clarity which is rather chillingly sombre, a perfect October poem.

[jon1jt]

I agree with Reisa, this is one of my favorite from you, definitely. you love communing with the dark, I see. ...interesting.

The pumpkin moon.

[that fat sucker that bulges through
each plum October dusk and hangs

.....delicious

I have mixed feelings about the title and as first line, although i love how it rounds off the poem. i dunno, i just dunno holo molo...my head aches, my stomach grumbles, i need some sleep, but the poems, the Poems!

hey holo molo...take notice of my new quote. no more mimicrying from you now, ya hear?!!

[holograph]

whoa. thanks riesa and jon. this was just a draft. i really appreciate it.

riesa, i love it too. october happens to be my favorite month, and when i saw the huge orange moon that pops out every once in a while in brooklyn, i was overwhelmed with feeling and i wrote this.

jonny, change one letter in "birches" and you have a completely different quote. and the title isnt the first line, i just had to give it a title for posting purposes. i dont have any titles for my work. i think the poem can introduce itself. thanks man.

[jon1jt]

whoa. thanks riesa and jon. this was just a draft. i really appreciate it.

...just a draft? holy gamoli!

jonny, change one letter in "birches" and you have a completely different quote.

Hmmm. i like that one---

and the title isnt the first line, i just had to give it a title for posting purposes. i dont have any titles for my work. i think the poem can introduce itself. thanks man.

You're getting all Emily Dickenson on me now dude.