Sunday 15 June 2014

Autumn

Her favourite season
Announces itself with a cool breeze
Through her window at twilight
She celebrates alone
In her kimono
Smoking Indonesian tobacco
Singing Tallis
Her voice rusty and warm
Writing feverishly to ward off
Those old lonesome blues
Held fiercely by her clan
The storyteller
The healer
Roles bestowed upon her
The last dark haired child
Gypsy blood beating valiantly
Constant and quiet
She is the keeper
She will prevail

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