October 02, 2006

slips of summer

slips of summer
skitter
no, slip,
no, now scrape
across the rough pavement
sad, s l o w
saying silent send-offs
reluctant,
restless,
wrenching,
roaming into the land of the
dry and dying
dregs of dreams.

oh the brisk
blustering breeze
whispers words,
wants, wishes
what if…?
why not…?
waltz with the wind
I will give you wings

unsure, un-won
uncommitted
but suddenly gone
fluttering, forced
finding flight

now where were wisped-edges,
an angular
shadow-shape stands,
sighing,
sorrowing,
bowed boughs,
frowning frame
terrifying yet tearful
taken:
his tiny tresses.

Sept 30

1 comment:

  1. Wow, Julie, you are becoming a poet! I like your choice of words.

    I MISS YOU! Thinking of you and praying for you.

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