Veined with pumpkin blood
Thin, flat palms pat
The earth
Dusting the parlour room
With evergreen feathers
For the new visitor
Rounding up another year
Dog whistles
Sheep chasing leaves
As the wind's hand
Faises high
A confetti of memories
Dancing while falling
Time, falling
Hidden from the hand
Trodden
Forgotten
Broken
Crushed
Take off your hat