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October 24, 2012 / eamonoc

Change Slips In

Autumnal change, unfixed, a slow, slumbering

breeze, soundless as a drying leaf wafting

from the past, like shifting sands, an ebbing tide,

shadows of a time gone by.


You have brought new colours to my table,

energies abound, their vibrant caress support

for darker days. I lie on a cusp, arms open to

the richness of expectation, heart alive,

high above a dancing landscape, abstract,

flowing, waiting, like an actor in the wings,

confident, yet uncertain.


Whisper, sweet change, reveal your secrets

with ochre dulcet tones. Wash me clean of

yesterday and carry me through a swift

today to the ‘what if’ of tomorrow.

Imbue me with the hues of autumn’s canvas

so I can settle, unafraid, ready to meet

whatever comes my way.


Sun shines, rain falls, wind blows;

night comes with the promise of light.

Change slips in, as it should,

like a friend bearing gifts.



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  1. seaviewwarrenpoint / Nov 13 2012 12:10 pm

    Love this, Eamon. Autumn is often associated with endings, but this is such a positive celebration of all things automnal.

  2. eamonoc / Nov 13 2012 2:15 pm

    Oh, cheers, Marion. It’s great to receive a comment. I really haven’t a clue how this WordPress blogging works. I’m glad you like the poem. x

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