The Fall

A series of Quinzaines, reversed with each stanza.

Losing and loving, never

very far off, as

you sing moon:

 

Summer moon

and stars, fade to fall,

as I fall just as quickly

 

as the leaves around me, as

the sun starts to set

when you do;

 

just to prove

that everlasting

is just what I’m avoiding;

 

to prove that the summer moon

will glow as compared

to the fall.

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I think this poem was good. Good job. Thanks for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

The summer moon is more beautiful because we can watch her in the warmth of a summer night. The fall moon ain't so bad. We must find someone to give us warmth on the cool nights watching the moon. A beautiful poem. Thank you.
Coyote