announcing the return of fall and the
coming of winter... isolated images
stand at the ready to intercept the
changes in our environment... stages
of concern leave every hour from the
terminals of doubt that were built
during the summer months when labor
was cheap and plentifful... sparrows of
innocence have flown south with all
the hummingbirds that were nourished
on our back porches... cool winds blow
each morning now, carressing our
blossoming thoughts like boys and girls
tease each other at school dances... and,
we sense winter is coming but at not
prepared for its severities... distant
clouds of judgement linger at the horizons
of our mental sight in anticipation of
an unnatural forecast that will shed
more light than desired on our futile
beliefs that were implanted at birth on
those humid days when we had sheltered
ourselves inside the cool protection of
our imagination and fantasies... a cool
wind blows across the face of our future
and we are forced to acknowledge its
presence and an abrupt end to our not
so mature warm weather curiosities.
1 October 2021
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