Poem: Summer's Last Gasp

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;

                All autumns are birthed 'midst

                Summer’s Last gasp!