“I. Am Here”
You don’t know where I am
But, I love it
Post-O-Graph#15: Autumn Prelude by “Dan” an anonymous friend
Prelude to Autumn
Chisels of obscure reflections
pierced through cloudy eyes
Parting nimbus satin sky
utters the dawn of autumn.
A subtle chill strokes harmony
playing late-afternoon sonatas
Red and yellow shading the aquas
conspire the scents of maples and pine-trees.
Vermilion ripples strummed a symphony
plucking the ears of climbing baby turtles
Out of the pond, a renaissance piano fondles
that summoned children playing archery.
Lift me up through green paper airplanes
I’ll paint a photograph above the fall
Stir me down all your pigments
and mix vermilion paints on my pulse.
Catch me as a comb wraps around the honey
warm these veins with colors of the autumn
Hear Your voice behind all the symphonies
and I’ll be alright at the dusk of every season.
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We dedicate our Post-o-Graph #15 to our friend “Dan” who shared and sent us this hauntingly beautiful photograph of the fall.
We like to keep “Dan’s” real identity anonymous. He is a friend from an online support for Anxiety & Depression. If you know someone who needs help, reach out and contact your local support groups or hotlines for Mental Health awareness/concerns. Find resources here via FB : ADFS online suport group; Betterhelp; The Mighty.