|‘Purple Berry’ photograph by Jay Cool|
Purple berry’s twisted fate.
Dried, dying, dangling,
midst cherry pinks.
Thirsty channel’s wearied weight
Stretched, straining, slipping,
t’wards motley greens.
Salmon ball-gown’s awkward gait,
Flustered, flipping, falling
‘mongst tawny golds.
Middling ladies’ tired fate.
Dried, dying, dangling
midst hoary whites
of ageing, ancient, trite old men –
the last-chance hosts of autumn.
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2018