Friday, October 2, 2015

To The Drifter That Pauses

The hour flashes
Like a disco ball
Between leaves and branches
Of early fall

It rouses hunger
For more than dreams
Where moments fall prey
To time’s one-way schemes

Still, the afternoon
Renders romance
To the drifter that pauses
Where sunbeams dance

© Janet Martin


Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!