postaday – Page 41 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

Sunday Night

Sunday night closes
The week’s power approaches
My house now silent

This eclectic spot

Seattle’s famous gumball

Well worn paving stones

Those evenings at dusk
Fashionable, Seattle style
Nights in my city

So much of life lost
Since we deny so much hope
Leaves starting to fall

Amusing

How I put pen to paper

Expecting certain words

To flow gracefully

I’m always surprised

At what lands upon

The page

At this early hour
Awake before my alarm
Enjoying silence

As a youth
Athletic meant “jock”
Of which I did not align
Now things change
And I find myself
Within that fold
Strange changes
Of life

As I get older
Athletic has new meaning
It applies to me

This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular“

Red leaves in dusk’s light
Intense autumnal beauty
Descending to night