The Second Spring

"Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower."
Albert Camus (1913 - 1960) 

There is a death rattle in this season’s throat,
old branches rub their bones together
in the killing fields.

Leaves have turned through gold to bitter dun,
& rustle their chapped-lip whisper
in pleas unheeded.

Here is a thirst for hope that can’t be slaked,
a dessication of xylem, choking fitfully
on wind-burn & dust.

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Out of Standard with Izy Gruye, asked for the underbelly of Spring. Your Spring is my Autumn.

Sharing with G-Man since I said it in 55!

Violetta

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I dipped my hair in the violet shade under heart-shaped leaves 

And brushed all tangles free, ‘til they bloomed an amethyst. 

I wove a braid both long and thick out in the full sunshine, 

Now it lies upon my gypsy breast, tied up with a velvet bow.

Common Blue Violet
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