Sunlight’s fading fast
Moving across the grand firs
Gray clouds up above
Category: Poetry
Light Moves Across The Firs
Last Day Of School
This last day of school
Enjoy this summer of rest
Each fall brings changes
The last day of school brings some melancholy thoughts. Lots of lasts today, followed by a bunch of firsts. For my house, middle school ends. The little boy who once lived in my house is taller than me. Joyous stuff, really, yet tinged with sadness v
Changes, so many, a constant string; such is life, I guess.
Night Gently CallingĀ
This MondayĀ
Summer’s heat is here
Children nearly done with school
Silent, save for crows
The Forest GhostĀ
I drove through this townĀ
Historically Floridian
Just after duskĀ
Children biked pastĀ
To safe securityĀ
Of electric lightingĀ
Dinners, cleanliness
And the dreamsĀ
Of being belovedĀ
Yellowish glowĀ
Flows from glassĀ
Interrupting the night’s
Dark embrace.Ā
I wonder whatĀ
Such sensationĀ
Feels likeĀ
Defeating GermsĀ
Just feeling fatigue
Today my body battles
Outside is sunshine
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This Sunday MorningĀ
Quite warm already
Neighborhood birds, quite subdued
Robbed of their vigor?




