Spooky Waves Writing Contest 2021: noll's entry

prompt: summerween and ship crews

Title: Seasons
Leaves bleed red
like the blood of pirates
or of the sunset
as the season changes.

They crisp and crumble
turning to speckled ash
as the heat stills.

Ship crews call
as waves swirl around decks
as storm season wavers on.

Rain drains clouds
slashing into the raging ocean
churning the earth for winter.

Leaves melt yellow
like a dripping candle
or the burning sun.

Unseasonably warm
some remain a delicate
but sturdy green
as the season refuses change.