Summer’s Last Gasp
©Biz
Gainey, 2014
Summer
grieves her last gasp; gathering
Twilight’s
vapor. 'Midst her setting sun ease
Her
expiration of days;
The
steady tick-tock of life’s march
As her dawn to dusk greet
Autumn’s new dawn.
Horizon’s
bluegold gaze
Her
vast spellbound stare; Awakens
Autumn’s
brooding slumber; Yawning she stretches
Into
new dawn hope.
Hands
and hearts clutch with all might
To
grip she who fades as vapor;
Warm breeze of summer fade;
Howl cool winds of autumnal swell!
Yes! New autumn moon gleams; She glories!
The
answer to the unasked, oft sought question -
Fading
season of life’s mist in pain expires;
Dawning
season of life’s mist in pain gifts birth.
One
season cries; her faint hope in tears, flee!
She fountains new seasons of
Life yet to be.
Lost
in life’s seams ‘Neath the sleeves of time’s passage,
A
faint whisper of truth
In life’s pace oft we pass;
In life’s pace oft we pass;
All
autumns are birthed 'midst
Summer’s Last gasp!
