Autumn — A Poem | Nightjars & Damselflies

Crickets’ hypnotic trill & hum

Crisp-fizzling leaves & grasses

Hymn of gilt-edged, waning light

Cool air folds up the landscape

Sundials of hearts’ chambers slip

Summer’s flame-crown sputters

Grinning,

dancing,

Autumn comes to burnish

a new measure…

— C.Birde, 9/20

2 thoughts on “Autumn — A Poem”

Can’t believe summer is over already. I need a do-over. Maybe someone will work it out so we can have 2020 next year. No harm done?

Yes… Can we request a re-do?! 😉

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