Sunday, November 6, 2016

Finding Fall













I Have A Feeling

Bleak branches bow their heads
and shed
brown, orange, yellow, red
she slows
We go
And I,
I have a feeling

neath my feet, soggy ground
a subtle sound
not lost nor found
Lingers there
in chilly air
And I,
I have a feeling

How gently the zephyr blows
tickling my nose,
and ebbs and flows-
the river
it quivers
And I,
I have a feeling

swoop down the greedy gulls,
never full
the sky is grey and dull
They squawk
is that talk?
And I,
I have a feeling

A tender mist upon my brow
it's coming now
and still, it's lovely anyhow
raindrops trickle
faint and fickle
And I,
I have a feeling

floating, through the musty air
without a care
dancing through my hair
freely roam
till they're home
And I,
I have a feeling

whirling round, bright confetti
Slow and steady
So delicately
falling leaves
from tired trees
And I,
I have a feeling

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