(in response to ‘Innocent Perceptions II’ by Helen Morgan)
 'Innocent Perceptions II' by Helen Morgan

Bleak clouds sweep across the sky casting shadows,
like a black and white motion picture,
nature dormant,
a little piece of heaven breaks through,
broken by the blank of Autumn,
shading the mountain tops
like a dull mirage,
fragmenting the fall,
this barren landscape.

Small animals hide away
behind wild blowing heather on hillside,
reluctant in their homeland,
silence echoes in twisted landscape,
belonging to the atmosphere,
auburn colour breathes warmth
like a cosmic charge,
around withered shrubbery
and shimmering time.


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