Fall of a Season

The Alluring acidic aroma

Of decomposing leaves

In a sidewalk gutter


Hangs sweetly

As a chilled nose



Mother Nature’s perfume




What a great excuse

To practice our ratio of

Powdered hot chocolate mix

To heated milk


The nectar

Of frost bitten mornings


The blend of sunny

Cold days


Allows us to appreciate

The warmth outside while it lasts


The night lingers


Into your morning commute


The sounds of your tires

Demolish tricolored leaves

Making a perfect eulogy


To the end of an Indian summer



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Wayne Everbeck

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  1. William Cowan says:

    A delightful pastel watercolor look at your surroundings, very James Schuyler-like, beautiful rendered. I inhaled this poem. Thank you Wayne. Will



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