Thursday, September 8, 2016

Fall Creeping In

I was awaiting summer
Sowing seeds in the damp soil
Today Fall comes
creeping in
on a different wind.

The upper meadows
have a golden cast
Green leaves of the aspens
seem nervous
quaking in the breeze
A subtle rattle when I pass.

The skiers
push the season
like a five and a half year old 
saying he is six.
The summer residents
pack up to fly south.

I stand
on my deck
awaiting dawn
it is later today

The flowering plum
 has red leaves
 Did it bloom this spring?
Was I too preoccupied with summer
to notice?

J. Binford-Bell
September 2016

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