Sunday, October 23, 2022

Delayed Patterns


rain fell before awakening

an early morning drizzle

at the edge of light when

nothing would notice, as

if it were somehow afraid

of its actions and the turmoil

if would cause in the valley

when fall beckons and the

summer loses its control

over the land and its people

and the animals who live

in and around the area...

winds move the leaves on

the branches, yielding to

the rain in the forecast,

tempted and tempted again

by the weather that cannot

which way to go...  we are

at a point of disrespect as we

lean in the light's direction.


16 October 2022

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