Brisk Poem by Shannon Harney
Brisk
Summer licks his lips,
lusting after the fair skin of Winter.
The hot season sacrifices everything
for a chance to receive her cool touch.
She rejects his affection,
& hastily destroys his autumn gifts
that he lays at her feet.
There is no romance in their dance
Around the star.
Why does his devotion
return each spring?
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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