When colors swing fast
Whether for pix, memories,
Blink the least you can
Category Archives: Fall
Autumn 3
A wobbly forecast
I will rush to the wardrobe
My girls to the streets
Autumn 2
Laundry takes longer
But I’m not parched as often
It’s a happy wait
Autumn
At last a sweater
And with any luck tonight
A bit of spooning
Downtown Poetry
Winter
Wrapped in their blankets
The homeless rehearse a wake
They shall never get
Spring
A derelict Christ
Half naked and half alive
Napping in the Sun
Summer
The poor and the free
Bathe in Art Nouveau fountains
We talk of manners
Fall
When politicians promise housing
They never mention it’s made from their vynil banners
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Trust the Sun for one more dip
Forget the bare trees
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It’s a whole year for the woods
The heat’s given up
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First leaf on the pool
At the bottom its shadow
Ripples cut them off
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apples in the sun
hold the heat before it's gone
and twist them gently
The Survivalist
Get your boots
The last sunny bit
Crush leaves into flour
Winter stash
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Invisible woods
But then you tuck your tongue in
The talk of treetops
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the storm clouds are gone
the first white peak will retreat
but so will the sun
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