Today is the Autumn Equinox.
Multitudes of butterflies rising up from the gardens,
Scintillating patterns on their spreading wings
Remind me of the vibrant scarves at Carnival
Lifted high to wave a fond farewell
To summertime, the frenetic inconsistencies
Of a season more turbulent than spring or winter.
The multi coloured patterns on the carnival wings
Are like the flaming leaves that soon shall fall
As daytime becomes an obscure glimpse of light, quickly fading.
In a week or two I shall start to wear my wind proof coat,
Heavy and dull as the clouds lumbering out of the west.
By then I should be accustomed to the sodden greys and greens,
Bright colours reappraised as wishful thinking.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter,
September 21st. 2023.
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