Late Autumn Sensuals

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November changeover
To cloud dark days
Where drenched dripped woods
Echo through broke bone branches
The red gash of berries
Tangles of Briony
Warm the ragged trees
Now stripped of dignity
Their torn garments of
Green gold
Lay in tatters on rain-soaked roots
Mouldy-mush of toadstool litter
Gives worm and beetle winter beds.

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Owls cough
Fog obliterates
Senses keen
Night breaks into Windows
Where afternoon still lingers
Over tea and talk

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Fires and lamps light a room
Recently showered
With October sun.

There were walks
Along the Ridge
Above the cliff edge
To the wide bay of blue sea

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Here we found lovers
Loath to leave a spread rug…
Soft limbs…lips…fingers…
Seek the sensual comfort of each.

Poem & Drawings: Hazel Brown

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