Tag: october


Gone overnight the lingerings of Summer. The dead leaves pile together. Odd petals on the ground Turn into dozens in one night, As though having tried postponement The sap has suddenly drained completely, And given up. © EGB

Real Love

Does not fade when the militant shadows smother the August sun But deepens with the oranges and crimsons of the September sunset. Does not wilt with the rose petals in the cutting winds of October But flourishes in the chocolate and golden browns of the leaves.