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Sunday, 18 October 2015

Forest Nymph

Before I bed down on autumn's mellifluous, deft patchwork;
snuggly, within crimson, saffron, magenta, burnt-orange hues 
I first take time to revel in the resplendent fall's sunlight;
ebulliently savouring my last, sweet, luscious honeyed-dew 

For my secure winter-bed, it does beckon sagaciously,
though the succulent, ripe, jewelled forest-fruits do bid me stay
My eyes steal a frame of the azure, crystalline horizon
Finally, deep into hibernation's... slumber I stray 

© Debbie Razey 2015