Free verse № 144168
Lovers east of the Coombe
West of the Coombe we lay
at peace in a loom in May.
A bough abloom
from Autumn’s tomb
soon will blow away.
North of the Abbey we roamed,
through blossom of crabtree we combed.
The sky that bellowed,
its eye that yellowed
brought what’s only loaned.
South of the woon she ailed.
Her mouth from the moonlight paled,
no words were uttered
yet something was stuttered
then eyes and lashes were veiled.
East of the Coombe she sleeps
close to the bracken that weeps,
when the Crab tree cowers
She’s dressed in flowers
Until the wind of Autumn reaps.
5 comments
The blooming bough from Autumn's tomb escapes me; and how is a bough blown away except in strong wind. Maybe the crabtree of verse 3 could work in here. But is that a Crab tree? You bring the Autumn back, why not the tree?
The last two lines are great.
they are staring at the birth of seasons from the tomb of seasons - the ground of leaves and spines.
Autumn only really makes its point in the last line, first the clearing of blossom and then the tomb of leaves on her tomb. Her autumn was in the woon (dwelling) where sadly they never got chance to dwell (a bit like blossom)
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