Melancholy days
move in between
the leaves as
they blow
in the breeze

tiny snapping
birds are rapping
scurrying to prepare
before Winter
comes

All
too
soon
ablaze
Melancholy
Days in
the hot
summer haze
will crystalize
frozen treats

retreating
to become icicles
& snowflakes
patterned on the
Windows
to my Soul
I make an
OutlineD Heart
start with my quickened
breath and your name
without your Love
I am not the same
no shame...

It's a
Bittersweet
& Melancholy
tune I'm strumming
wearing your favorite
Bedtime Shirt
I flirt alone
awaiting such
a wonderful
Natural Disaster.

Cherie Nolan © 2016