The Last Throes of Summer

Posted: September 20, 2015 in Andy Smith, poetry
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heather turns brown

leaves flutter

into pools of mud

 

tears of despair

carried by clouds of hope

flee across skies

 

of blue tinged with grey

as life migrates

a season passing by

 

plays out one last time

every nook and cranny

warmed by dying rays of light

 

insects play one final scene

before lives end

as the sun sets

 

on a barren landscape

that goes to sleep and

awaits the return of life

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