The trees rattle with smoky memories
All hallows eve
Bonfires blaze up
In hearts of long ago
Little foragers
Traipsing woods for fairy fire
The goblins breathing trepidation
At our necks
Shadowing our garnering
Deep darkness swallowing our banter
Nipping our bravado
All hallows eve
You serenaded ghoulish wind
And pelting rain
Those lyrics that you treasured
Weathering all those years
I search them now
Sifting shadows
But I have scattered up the words
Left some back there in the forest
They swirl and echo miry mist
Just beyond my reach
And your sweet song
Gone with the gypsies 
Lost to childhood
Stolen by time




Sara Mathews     October 2019

And when the morning comes
That I cannot hear your voice
And you can’t describe the moon to me
The way it hovered at your window
Like a mother
Gathering silver tears
And sleepless nights
And how the fullness
Sometimes broke your heart

And when that evening comes
And the sun
Without your words to color
Slips down behind a quiet hill
Gone to rest awhile
Away from me
Away from me
My sun
My moon
What will I do




Sara Mathews     October 2019
Duy Huynh https://www.duyhuynh.com/artwork/

And now the days fly south
On the back of the wind
And they call like the last
Reluctant traveler
Wish I could stay
Stay
Dance in the flame
Rouse the final embers
Oh sweet summer nights
Sputter and dim
Brief as a brilliant hummingbird
You seemed
A flash and retreat
Just a feather of your soft
And languid moments
May I keep




Sara Mathews     October 2019

The day awakes in gossamer

With silver breath 

The satin drift of 

Autumn

Pads her way

Across an anxious lawn

Kneels beneath the trees

Teasing colors

Flares of ardent summer hearts

And balmy dark

Embrace a long farewell

Scarlet cheeks and golden 

Promise  

Sing sweet, the pretty birds

Rejoice, the last Nasturtium

Clutch the hem of life with us

Cling until the final 

Brilliant gasp

Sara Mathews     October 2019

Nasturtiums/Odilon Redon