Mary Lee Clay, The Form of Autum</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=17.htm>Mary Lee Clay</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>The Form of Autum</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>The form begins <br> As autumn spins <br>And shifting sun deceives. <br>It once alights <br>With blackbird flights, <br>Whirls on with blowing leaves. <br>It stops to test <br> A vacant nest <br>As evening cancels dawn...<br>And shows, again, <br>The regimen <br>Of living, come and gone.</b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>