When Autumn Came This Summer Poem by guillermo veloso

When Autumn Came This Summer



Dusk came
With the lonely dirge of a dying cicada
Carried mournfully on the disguised breath
Of an autumn breeze
Geese and robins ready their bags
Quietly in the still hot
Summer morning
While we slept
As we awoke for our coffees and
The matins of the falling leaf
They were gone

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