Cloven October
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


October feels
Like a clover
With four leafs
It looks at me

And I feel
And I feel

As if this clover
Was from ground sent
Up through the layers
Down out of reach

Sent to inrich me
And reache me with ease
So I see October
In a new invigour

I see October
As something much bigger
As I hold a clover
With four leafs