Running Dog/Dying time

[summer_jackel]

And let this be a dying time
For this is a dying time
there will be growing times
later, perhaps
spring will follow,
blooming and fragrant.
But it is Autumn now
and the air is cooling
So let me flare golden
in quiet acceptance
and lay me down.

Lay me down in the soft, black Earth
and let the leaves settle gently over me
and let the raindrops touch my stillness
and let the soft black earth grow over me
mold like gray fur
and let me die.

For this is a dying time
let the fluids of me leak out
into this moist soil
And distant fiddle music wash over me
like the taste of tart apples
and let my heart merge quiet to the ground.

Comments

[knnyx.livejournal.com]

whats running dog?
you seem to title like that alot..or often
wny way
i like this...poem if thats what it is.
very nice :)

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

glad you like ;)

Running Dog is...my pen name, I guess? I mentioned several posts back that it was going to be the category for all of my nonfic/essays/weird poems/whatever that I seem to be doing a fair bit these days. The nonfiction, personal stuff is what I'm putting under Running Dog.

[doppleganger55.livejournal.com]

Yes! Another beautiful piece! You've really been in a literary mood of lates. Summer is going but autumn can also be a beautiful season. The falling of the leaves in those bright colors. The cooling temperature. A cool but still warm summer breeze. I'm really starting to enjoy this season.

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Autumn is my favorite time of year. Also one of the names I am going by amongst my private sphere these days.

[archteryx.livejournal.com]

Wow; just watched Bridge to Terabithia myself, and this poem's a beautiful compliment to it. Well done, Jackel, well done!

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

Thank you. That is quite a compliment. :)

[sophiedoph.livejournal.com]

Beautiful poem. So sad...

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Yeah, it isn't exactly a happy thing. But I am most pleased you liked it.