Sliver moon
Ghost-pale slender.
Thinning rays
On bones setting.
My corporeal September.
Foliage falling,
Branches
Withered.
Timely bloodletting.
Leaves CRUNCH.
Twigs sn-ap
'Neath the dense air
Of your speech.
Once-verdant canopy
Shriveled
To achres
Over which your skies
Will no longer weep.
You achieved an atmospheric
You achieved an atmospheric splendor by tying the "thinning rays" of the moon to the "bones" of the trees. "bloodletting" was a power-packed word choice that pops with emotion, but the real brilliance was using these images of fading beauty and death to evoke the emotions that arise from our changing relationships. The last two lines were an entire story told in one breath. A stunner.
Your imagery is very
Your imagery is very powerful!
Starward