It's just poetry, it won't bite


05.07.12 Posted in today's words by

Gerald Solomon’s most recent poem to appear here was Stranger (March 2012). 

By Gerald Solomon

Now that we’re coasting away from the sun
Autumn’s motors twirl brown leaves down,
bits and pieces, daylight’s nibbled away.

But still the persistence
of how (I assume) I’d arranged.

Time will not tell, its integrity
present only in passing by.

What you want
doesn’t wait like a small child at your side,
raising its arms to be lifted.

One Response to “Memo”

  1. Autumn is one of my favorite times.

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