~curl~ Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

~curl~



Can summer curl out her green,
indignant of fall's golden hue?
Her heated veil now covets,
as blooms wither whispers
of regret.

So short placid days number,
a beginning nears an end.
I hold this coiling season
just a bit longer,
While lapses of autumn glow.

2006

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