Thursday 4 October 2018

Falling Leaves Time

Falling Leaves Time

Disillusionment is a thickness
in the air
and in the throat
a closing up like a clam shell
a hedgehog turning in for winter
a self reflective bubble
feet touching mouth in a perfect O.

All myths and legends have their Tartarus
their underworld journey
through darkness to rebirth 
and regeneration.
Red Indians call it 
Falling Leaves Time.

In Newgrange we squatted in darkness 
and waited for a shaft of light
that would herald the promise 
of a new dawn.

So for now I will hold my feet
in my mouth and wait
for the coming of Solstice...

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016

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