OCTOBER SAVES

Fighting a battle often lost in the darkness
of a weary mind. There is no rest there.
Cursing the single candle lit to offer
its illumination; to infiltrate this
mental stagnation. Accursed slumber
why do you wage against my will?
Will you release me like the leaves
of October’s colorful flurry, left
to scatter in the cool winds from place
to place; a migration to discover the peace
that I crave. You have found me, October.
You have extended your lifeline in fine fashion,
a saving assist for one clamoring for control
over heart and soul,
over heart and mind.
I clutch your hand as I am flung over
the edge of reason. Your season is here.
You want me near, October, where I belong.
Anything else would be just wrong.

4 thoughts on “OCTOBER SAVES

  1. Love this, Walt….I especially like:

    Will you release me like the leaves
    of October’s colorful flurry, left
    to scatter in the cool winds from place
    to place; a migration to discover the peace
    that I crave.

    I miss the leaves turning colors and scattering in the wind…migrating from one resting place on the branch, to another (wherever that ends up being).

    ~Paula

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