Monday, July 29, 2019

Though It Is Still July...

Not all of our family could be at the cottage this year 
and all of them needed to get back to work mid-week. 
Silence seemed exaggerated as the last steps thump-thumped 
up the stairs and away!


The sky seems near to tears
Moved by the word ‘good-bye’
And suddenly October nears
Though it is still July

A blur of Beauty hints
At summer passing by
October’s premonition tints
The green glints of July

I feel the heel of thrills
Leave imprints in each sigh
I reel; October’s aura chills
The foothills of July

Cricket cantata starts
And I cannot deny
October tugs at summer- hearts
Though it is still July

…where fullness of a day
Can drain a season dry
October hides in fields of hay
Though it is still July

© Janet Martin




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