Echo Snow

 

Treasuring these summer days

before they fall in echo-snow....

Composed of moments none can see or feel with hands and feet

Aftermath of Reality, surreal and bittersweet

A collection of frames unfurled in worlds of yesterday

Cast of cadence and colors swirled, where echoes go to play

How seamlessly one season slips into the next, and strews

Behind, ethereal eclipses that dawn-to-dusk accrues

As love both celebrates and grieves the double edge of joys

A hill stippled with harvest-sheaves; a room emptied of noise

How steadily the ooh and aah of highs and lows arrange

An Intangible Panorama of what none can change

The habits of time undeterred; happiness of hello

Soon farewell-teared/tiered and Bygone-blurred where echoes ebb and flow

How soon the blue-green scenery of June turns August gold

Summer’s subtle origami tunes echoes, fold on fold

A brutal bliss of hug and kiss, hold hinged to letting go

As compilations of What Is turns into echo-snow

© Janet Martin

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