The Lateness Of The Season
by
Richard Reed Jr
copyright 03-02-2008
Age Rating: 10 to 127
Beckoned leaves to go
I raked them into heaps
Beneath a window-sill
Frequently I visited
During spring and summer's reign
when pollen blizzards spread
They sighed,
In spring all friends are lovers
In fall all lovers friends
Looking now across the snow
They are as shadows in the wind
Garbage men have been and gone
Black-bagged leaves hauled away
Half-mast
The mailman's red flag lowered
Unseen today
That fallen sign
Outside the empty residential keep
"Sold", a life now gone away...
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They're as shadows in the wind. I enjoyed this line the most, very nice. I feel the move! This piece reminds me why I've lived where I do for the last 20 years. Empty houses are so haunting!
Wow, this really touches deep. I felt that 'emptiness' when I reached the end of the poem. I remember when I moved from the house I grew up in. When I think of that house, hundreds of memories flood into my mind. This poem reminds me of those memories.
So now, I go back and read it once more, and I can't decide if that life you refer to has just moved on, or maybe passed on.
Like I said, it's a touching piece! I like it a lot