Arms of Fall
In my lover’s arms of fall
While caressed in his gentle shawl
Laid the carpet for his foliage cloak
October’s brush a vivid stroke
While caressed in his gentle shawl
Colors swirl like a masquerade ball
October’s brush a vivid stroke
Of loves delight he had just spoke
Colors swirl like a masquerade ball
Laid the carpet for his foliage cloak
Of loves delight he had just spoke
In my lover’s arms of fall
written 10-6-2019
Poet's October Pantoum Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
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