Midwest October Love

 October was ominously beautiful

with its many storm filled skies

clouds with shapes like thick

milky skins, stretched long

pushed to gather like wrinkled fat

a protective skin layered

to cover us and shadow our lake.

Those October days were overcoat cold.

Grounds remained wet from so much

rain - the leaves of the trees turned

gold, and some to flame.

Bold tree attitudes, tall to blame

for demanding attention, they

absorbed a lot of the rain.

Like thirsty athletes, they stood

strong, holding onto their leaves

during winds whirled

as long as they could

for us to see colorful crowns

underneath the only three

or four days of sunglow that was

ominously beautiful.

On October’s end days,

leaves dropped to the ground

over the ponds and porch stairs.

All the hard bottom surfaces

onto which we stepped were carpeted

with moist and colorful

leaf curls that looked

ominously beautiful.

Secrets flourished in small villages

behind doors, and in big city

skyscrapers with many floors.

Those are places good secrets

can be found, where people who love

cuddled, tucked away, keeping sound

take time to find beauty that goes beyond

autumn turns.  People who love,

 hold kind truths together

 to nourish their lives. Together,

 they will conquer the ominous

with beauty beyond the obvious,

within their own eternal sublime.

-copyright 2009 June Felicia Bennett-