blowsy pooh days – October 12

10.12

Blowsy, blustery pooh-like

days, high limbs whipping in

the bursts, leaves fluttering

across fields where young

men turn the days of autumn

in one last battlefield for

school honors.

 

Pleasure. crispness. oxygen

enhanced, chlorophyll depleted

colors open up a feast of beauty

before the sparse times 

come. 

 

No matter.

this moment

is all that is needed 

for appreciation. 

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