Treasure Island

Peter S. Quinn


Fly Fly in Forward


Fly fly in forward
To winter’s dark song
All summer’s adventured
And now remembered strong
Days in fragrance past
Full of enjoyment and bliss
Layered in leaf falling cast
Shades of now coming to this

Remember July days dance
Full of cadences in enjoy
Its moments of blue sky trance
Now in dark chariot’s convoy
Love songs of earth falling
All is just going memories
As the frosty breeze’s calling
Before the drooping leaves

Fly fly in forward
All must come to an end
Foliage of jade embroidered
Now in dimness blend
Burn of brownish yellow
Reddish the gold of autumn
Before winter says hello
In its breezy buzzing strum

Submitted: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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