In A Blaze of Autumn

Jolted back to life.

Now, in a blaze of autumn,

Colors jolt him back to life;

He turns his back upon the way

That leads to black-and-white

 

And journeys through the forest

That leads on to colors new:

And looks no more for shadows

Of the nightmare he’s been through

 

The lie was told, the deed was done,

But just then, he awoke —

And in a blaze of autumn

All of that

Went up

In smoke

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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