Superior Fall - Poem by Smoky Hoss
The last warm rays of sun
Go deep into my skin,
As up north
It's fall once again.
It is later than it seems
With the end of summer dreams;
- Lake Superior rolls cold
As all along
The waves sing
A lingering, melancholy song.
She's a cold beautiful blue beast,
Stay with her through the winter and
It will be ice upon which you feast!
This libertine lady
Has no time nor care
For the weak and the timid,
Her wild waves continuously caress the air,
And the warmth of her touch
Is fleeting and limited;
But, she shall have your heart
In the end,
As you'll be drawn mysteriously
To her seductive shores...
Ever again and again.
- The cold she blows upon your heart
In the years autumn
Mingles with the warmth and the glow of the
There's something deep going on here,
That goes far beyond
What can be seen or comprehended:
the relation of Spirit and soul
being restored, renewed,
Here -all about-
Nature tells of a wild and mysterious story
As along the shoreline
Brilliant orange trees go out in a blaze of glory;
... soon fridged cold will come
with the changing wind...
It is fall in the north country,
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