Saturday, September 02, 2006

summer is waning

the remnants of a hurricane
are blowing through the city
coming down the pike
autumn's smooth drift
into each day
days shortening
taking in each daylight spark
breathing in and watching
the memories float by
the beach's slamming waves
calling you in
the storm is stomping down the days
of eternal warmth
and light in the sky
I'm waiting for it to pass

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