Fading Summer

Leaves turning yellow

Wild geese ready to leave

But still the crickets

(Simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

Too cold for summer

Cucumbers are shivering

Tomato still glows

Stumbling at night

A tree shedding fruits

Sorry, old pal!

The night not so dark

Rain keeps falling in thick drops

But the cricket chirps

Lonely dead end street

As darkness falls so quickly

Pumpkin’s orange glow

The stars are twinkling

Late summer provides a beer

A forgotten song

The moon is like a lantern

“I hang from the aspens”

Let’s drink summer wine

Late summer, cool

The rabbits rush to their boroughs

For morning TV

Some scattered dark clouds

The first blue glowing behind

And the warbler’s song

Light autumn rain

And a carpet of yellow leaves

People walk upon

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