Autumn (poem)


When the last of summer
slips away like sand
waves lost to frost
soon white like sheets
at home, curled up
like a snowman
and the winter
drifts you away,

you’ll soon forget
deep kisses of the evening
on the boardwalk,
smiles hand-in-hand
and freckled shoulders
powdered like stardust
that glow with the setting sun
as the fall comes tumbling
head over heels in

red yellow orange gold brown

all around & around & around
this never-ending cycle
of the beginning of the end.

— The Finicky Cynic

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