An Autumn Lament
my sulky boots trample the leaves at my feet
earthy notes playing a dissonant tune
pale fungi emerge through clovery grass
tempting souls to dark hallucinations
more potent than winter’s strangling chill
horse chestnut’s late beauty twirls in my vision
with origami-like folds in ochre, and gold,
their song a crisp tinkle in the breeze.
over and over I must bring myself back so
I raise my head to the beauty of autumn,
up under a bright cloudless sky
where wings dip and dive as if free to play
at once preferable to a descending gloom
and so I resist the maybe mushrooms
Lucid Gypsy 
Oh, yes! Do stay clear of those magic mushrooms, Gilly! Smiling 🙂 🙂
Stay with the origami leaves (such a beautiful image) and leave the maybe mushrooms for the pixies!!
Sounds like you are revelling in Autumn….my favourite season
I always relish your poems, my dear sulky boots. You have such a knack with unexpected word combinations that say far more than two words have any right to: things like “dark hallucinations” and “crisp tinkle” and “maybe mushrooms”. There are also really great images: “origami leaves” and “winter’s strangling chill”. You capture northern hemisphere ambivalence about autumn beautifully. More please!!
Oooh, what great phoetry, Gilly!
Such a beautiful, creative use of words.
Love it Gilly. Rings the true sounds of autumn, my favourite season.
I feel the season with your words.
Wow Gilly so evocotive of your northern autumn. I do miss autumn and your words brought that beautiful season to me over here in hot and humid Australia.
So very beautifully express, Gilly!
Beautiful poem, sis. 🙂
Beautifully penned. Love this!
Oh you clever girl … I love this. I raise my head to the beauty of Autumn. How superb … and it is so very beautiful. 😀
Essence of autumn well and truly captured in words and images. Lovely.
Lovely, Gilly! You’ve captured exactly what I love about Autumn.