Signaling the End of Summer

Signaling the End of Summer

Tiny flickering shadows surround us

by our burning campfire,

Billowing vapors of smoke

wash across the vermillion colored sunset,

A rising disk of radiance fills the sky

becoming a voluptuous red-tinted moon,

Green darkness creeping into the deep seeded

woods as shadows become as sharp as

drawn in with black ink.

Moonlight casts movements from dancing critters of the night,

Among the balsam sprigs and silvery ferns,

Wild cries surprise us as birch leaves billow with a chilled breeze,

An entire summer gone like the changing colors

on the maple leaves fluttering gracefully to land in cold springs.

                –J. E. Cook ©2014



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