Forget
the balm of barometric exuberance.
This night
no longer young, dissipates.
Recall
a dewy welcome of sun-quaffed green.
Yesterdays
revive severed umbilical dreams.
Peruse
this present but fleeting acumen.
Today
ceases yet emerges again tomorrow.
Ignite
that kindling of autumnal reticence.
Perhaps
genial kindnesses shall spring.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
Forget
the balm of barometric exuberance.
This night
no longer young, dissipates.
Recall
a dewy welcome of sun-quaffed green.
Yesterdays
revive severed umbilical dreams.
Peruse
this present but fleeting acumen.
Today
ceases yet emerges again tomorrow.
Ignite
that kindling of autumnal reticence.
Perhaps
genial kindnesses shall spring.
