Beyond Seasons & Other Poetry

Beyond Seasons

The leaves of autumn’s

frosty winds,

red and gold and rust,

draw more beauty

from death

than sunlight

and gentle rain

on summer trees

could ever offer.

And this solitary pilgrim,

captured by autumn’s

blaze of color, when

he takes his final

woodland walk,

what then?

He lifts from this

tabernacle of

of earthly shadow,

this life of vapor

and dust, to live

beyond the stars

and shine in the endless

fields of Heaven.

Fragile

She was but an errant breeze

That stirs the garb of dust

Born by reckless winds

Birthing love and lust.

An image in a quiet pool

Flawless, filled with such

Promise, and then shattered by

The slightest breath or touch.

Robert Funderburk was born by coal oil lamplight in our home near Liberty, Mississippi, graduated from Louisiana State University in 1965, serving as SSgt in USAFR from 1965 - 1971. He now lives with my wife, Barbara, enjoying the peace of their home on fifty acres of wilderness in Olive Branch, Louisiana.