Nothing lasts – for autumn

Looking up


The last roses of summer
are showing off
the bees are off their heads
oblivious to anyone else
as the last warm day envelops us
empty fountains
dark chocolate of empty dirt beds
dug up to announce
winter will come

This glorious day
not withstanding
what do you make of thriving firs
staring down at the dead hibiscus
done for now
What do you say to a stroll
kicking leaves
a cool drink from the sun

Autumn is not done yet
but as we walk, we know
that nothing las


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