Chute
Whatday?
Whensday.
Allday?
Okay.
Night gets longer
Dawn is later
Dusk is quicker
And earlier…
The Autumn
Or the Fall
If you will
Used to be
My certain
Favourite
Of the Four
Seasons.
Nowadays,
Not so sure.
Could be Spring:
Curious
Reasons
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Magic Realism
October 12, 2012
Poetic Champions Decompose
She Sings Good
Way downstream in
Sleeping Waters rise
Spring tides surge.
How very dare I meet her now,
brave the dangerous voyage?
The grass lies down in the valley below
Where milk cows ominous sit.
After hands work scripts that never end
Dawn to dusk when the cuckoo spits
Grimbeau 