Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Feeling Winter's Breath

Loss of Season
I knew the robins all had left yet
Hoped for one more song.
I saw the last leaf flutter down, yet
Searched for one last bloom.
The frozen breath of a steel-blue sky
Has sealed the lake’s clear eye.
Winter’s brittle step rings out, as
He bears an icy winding sheet.


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