Freed Such Poverty

We’re getting there again - almost November and our 

Jacarandas are beginning to bloom; there’s already a 

swoon of lilac tinge under the first tree, she’s an early 

denizen - while th’ rest winge, hum and haw a bit but 

evidence suggests they’ll attune to Guy Fawkes Day 

It is a sign blessing th’ Seasonal Sway; we’ve moved 

from jeopardy onto the highway to where we’ll cruise 

comfortably ’til Christmas - bathing in the Lilac tones 

under our trees, debating how we can live without th’ 

pleasure of being groomed in such comely opulence 

How could one forget th’ carpet of purple shades we 

need to remember those good old days, and without 

which we’d grieve forever for events in a past tense - 

there’s the promise again, as rich in sumptuousness  

as the guarantees we’re freed forever such poverty 

© 30 October 2018, I. D. Carswell