Monday, May 8, 2017

"Fall and Rise" by Terri Lynn Cummings, Frequent Contributor

Fall and Rise
Terri Lynn Cummings 

Autumn    and leaves
ripen like melons

release Mother’s hand
rustle the wind’s long tresses

Color rivers
the forest floor

widens the seams
of a dying kingdom

Winter buries jewels
like an old love

under lace of frost
wants us to follow

in his slurred skin
and quaking limb   

aimless and pure
on the path to spring

and an infinite bed
of surrender

Poet’s Notes:  During fall, I had the pleasure of visiting Big Cedar Lodge in Ridgedale, Missouri (pictured). Hiking trails abound in the Ozark Mountain paradise. With pen and pad in hand, I strolled down a tree-canopied lane filled with jeweled leaves--the inspiration for this poem.

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