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Friday, October 5, 2012

The Hard Fall


The hard fall is here
with its
alternating skies
switchblade breezes
tree-blown fruit
jaundiced leaves
perch-pecking turkeys
arcing squirrels
hesitant bucks
nervous snow

Away you summer furniture
checkered tablecloths
candle-lit breakfasts
to be covered with plastic
Time for boredom's chores

And now the words open winter
with desiccated thoughts
when libraries become shields
from the revenge
of poor sentences

The Bradbury
labels October
a rare month for boys
from his lake shore
Waukegan cubbyhole

me at sixty
wishing I could lay in leaves
with a pen
and a crackerjack line
for each detached parchment
that floats to my desk


Copyright (c) 2012 by Barry G. Wick All rights reserved.