Afternoon Poem, September 22, 2014



Out My Window


The early evening sunlight

on this early autumn day

Paints the green leaves golden

and holds the night at bay.


The green leaves cling to branches

as if their arms were strong

and dance in August breezes

as if their lives were long.


The clouds suspended skyward

look permanently arranged

but look away and look again

and everything has changed.


copyright 2014

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2 Responses to Afternoon Poem, September 22, 2014

  1. redgladiola says:

    Beautiful, especially that last stanza. There really isn’t any constant except for change. But it’s good to know change for the better may be possible.

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