The Crunch of Leaves Under Foot

The Crunch of Leaves Under Foot 

leaves dancing in the tumbles of the breeze
decay falling down, to the ground, so brown
my mind filled, thoughts scattered and worn
this body torn by stress, no time to decompress

a black silhouette mourns down the cobbled path
leaves on the left, death on the right, time behind
soft footfall leaves crunched leaves under heel
how can a man feel when the world is dying

11/9/21 – Andy McRae