Surrender of Summer and other Such Seasons

So it begins;

Subtle exchanges

Colors once vibrant

With hope’s new-born rush

Softly fall prey

In the day-night-to-day

To jaded complexions

Beneath time’s trite brush

So it begins;

Laughter polishes pictures

Ignoring the tincture

Of faraway things

That teases new color

Into verdant valor

Tugging more tautly

On loosened heart-strings

So it begins;

Rebellion, contrition

…nature surrenders

By heaven’s hand taught

Unlike the struggle

Where human condition

Battles submission

In ramparts of thought

So it begins;

We kiss sun-freckled grins

Smile for a while

At decoys in full-bloom

While that wall-flower clock

On the blue-sky sidewalk

Subtly silvers

The floor of earth’s room

 ©  Janet  Martin