Glen Kappy

Gold Star - 19,180 Points (June 30,1948 / New York, NY USA)

Forecast - Poem by Glen Kappy

from 'While Passing Through'/Fall

Sun
is memory
of tangerine mist.

Warmth of day
sucked up like a vacuum
into darkening autumn blue.

Wind
makes cold music
with a flagpole and its cable—

the ping ping ping
a forecast
to my bones.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn, fall, music, sun, wind

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Forecast by Glen Kappy

  • (1/9/2016 8:17:00 AM)


    Beautiful, meaningful and thought provoking poem depicting introspection mood of the poet. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 26, 2016


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