November 2014 Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge: Day 30

As sure as night will fall and slowly blend

In with the dawning day, as sure as fall

Will lay her weapons down and cease to fend

Off winter, and the foes embrace, and all

The seasons come to pass, each in its turn

As sure as hungry hearts will ever yearn

If only for a glimpse of that July

That used to burn within them, that they failed

To keep, as sure as from the truths we try

To grasp, but one old truth will have prevailed

When all the days of ours are through and gone

As sure as life will end, love will go on.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

prompted by Poetic Asides

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November 2014 Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge: Day 27

The snow is gone today and now I miss

Its sparkling threads that sewed the soothing sky

Onto the aching land and patched it, this

Preposterous sun is blinding and July

It’s reminiscent of is out of place

I yearn for winter with its falling grace

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

prompted by Poetic Asides

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November 2014 Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge: Day 25

 

Fall’s drawing to a close…bewildered trees

Tread softly on the mantle that has slipped

Off their hunched shoulders. Beggars-mem’ries tease

And taunt the yester emperors now stripped

Of glorious crowns and all they used to own–

Or thought they did–when summer would enthrone

And serve with teenage passion of July

Their perfect bodies and exuberant youth

But summer’s gone. Impressed upon the sky

The trees stand raw and naked like the truth.

I wish they knew how beautiful they are

In their November majesty by far

Exceeding the presumptuous royal green

Back in the day they flaunted, wish they saw

Through summer, saw July for what it’s been–

A kid, no more–I wish they knew. In awe

I read their bark, the weathered wisdom of

The aging trees who’ve learned to live and love.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

prompted by Poetic Asides

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