The Twilight Season Poem by Kevin Patrick

Charcoal scents, and musk-tinged air
Breathe in a perfumed peace
Patience sighs, in October skies
Find time perched in falling Leaf's


Gold and scarlet layer the earth
In quilts of blind serenity
Elms and maples waltz in crimson
In orange waves of ecstasy



Summers lost inside the attic
and winters knocking at the door
Hummingbirds have packed up
And squirrels run with their stores


though days grow thin, as colours spin
In the ruins of elysian
And joys rebirthed in Natures hearth
As I walk through the twilight season