Suggested edits to consider.
When summer transitions,
leaves return to soil, in coiled
in foetal positions. Great opening S.
Rain, taps in arid valleys Love this S, assuming 'taps' is a verb maybe consider this way
on and organic corpses,
like dust sticking
to a taut skin epidermis. Epidermis sounds OTT, I think 'skin' would be better?
Glaciers parade
legacies to mountains in
silent grief.
The sun ebbs like a singularity
of infinite density, where stars die
and return as black holes
to burn fuels once their own. This S is too 'physics' IMO
Grievers Grief shivers by gravestones, Grief would have far more impact here.
mouthing thoughts like prayers
to rekindle bone.
While above their heads,
the yawning moon spills its ink
into the a deserted sky,
diffusing outwards
intoxicating memories.
Use or ignore.
Either way, very nice poeming
