Nature’s youth has surrendered

Nature’s youth has surrendered
To sweeps of tears through Evergreens
With irrevocable immortality shielded
By glass-walls of sea and sky.
Left behind is the sound of loneliness
Swaying on Fall-eaten branches
In night-like afternoons.
Evenings of brass aging,
Too soon, into a shadow world
Of naked silhouettes reaching,
Longingly, for your sunny thoughts.

Summer days have long since paled

Summer days have long since paled,
Autumn songs are sounding.
The sea, the woods, the hills, the trees
All awaiting the season’s twilight.
Birds journeying far on the horizon,
Only Evergreens are left shining.
Grief, like the bee’s transparent wings
Sheds its cloaking with the sun’s