The Pewter Sky

The sky an opaque pewter
shield, unrelenting showers
descend in a fury of
autumnal transition forced
upon a landscape unwilling
to absorb the bellowing wind
directing the rainy fusillade
into cornices and crevices
hollows and clefts, leaving
no surface however sheltered
free of a watery scouring.
Trees and shrubbery shedding
foliage loose the summer 
bonds raining their own
wind-swept fountain of
colourful drenched leaves
to scatter with the rain
over a landscape suffocating
in this perpetual twilight
heralding winter's onset.