Visions Ending in Autumn

by Dawn Joyce-Reno

The spirits in the wind hum a soft tune,

as they embrace the low incoming tide

Wakes formed by their invisibility,

Fiercely collapse on a near empty shore

I, succumb to the air and implore

“Empower me, Thee Spirits of the Wind”

For in autumn, a warrioress I must be,

If only for the sake of honor in my plight

As I realize my determined demise

I, as I have always been, am conquered

And it is righteous for then, only then,

can my new life be blossomed in the spring

Dawn Joyce-Reno is a professional freelance writer living on the beautiful southeastern coast of Oak Island, North Carolina with her 15 year old son, Ryan. An avid lover of poetry, Dawn is called to write poetry of a metaphysical nature. And, she is discovering that through her poetry, her spirituality and relationship with God has not only been awakened but has deepened as well.

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