The Approach

Nisa West on Sep 18, 2009

A poem for summer’s end.

Caws increase to fall

in the approach

Of shorter days.

My weather dial set on stun.

It is amazing how much I feel

Without the sun.

Weary ticking of the clock

It takes longer for you to return

Home now.

The stillness of the day,

Closer and closer to me

A child longing

For summer vacation

To begin again.

Webs of light linger through

My eyes shielded by the clouds.

Opening the search for a sweater-

a simple cardigan.

No more whites,

My sights increase

To fall.

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Comments (12)

ken bultman on Sep 18, 2009
Ladies look nice in fall sweaters.
papaleng on Sep 19, 2009
sweet one.
Darla Cooke on Sep 19, 2009
Lovely poem and I really like the pic.
giftarist on Sep 19, 2009
Nice piece!
tfried on Sep 19, 2009
Very nice!
lillyrose on Sep 19, 2009
lovely but it made me sad, I hate the changing of the seasons x
Peter Cimino on Sep 19, 2009
Very lovely. Nice work
Poetic Enigma on Sep 19, 2009
This Is An Amazing Poem, Very Well Expressed Emotion Of Summer Ending. I Like The Flow, And The Depth. Thank You For Sharing!
J.D.Isle on Sep 22, 2009
This eases the seasonal transition for me. Well said…
saunterings on Sep 22, 2009
A lovely poem on the end of summer.
“webs of light linger” an excellent expression of fall since webs on lawn and webs in air are hallmarks of the summer’s end. RDS
saunterings on Sep 22, 2009
A lovely poem on the end of summer.
“webs of light linger” an excellent expression of fall since webs on lawn and webs in air are hallmarks of the summer\’s end.
Kakraba Afful on Mar 3, 2010
this is harmonious velocity.

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