Under the Autumn Sun


Under the Autumn Sun

a butterfly flutters in the midday green
searching for flowers nowhere to be seen
sailing in the breeze of an autumn wind
that chills the morning dew beneath its wings

above a lone bird chirps on a tree
waiting for something it can never see
singing a song as sweet as it can be
as the leaves slowly falls from an autumn tree

cold wave splashes on a wooden wharf
on its edge a man sits as though it’s his turf
he stares at a canoe dancing with the ebb
whistle’s a song that gives grace to the act

from afar a cry resounds in the place
a chill of longing, an echo of haste
from the stillness of every thing and silence of today
to the uncertainty of morrow a beautiful chaos is made

as dusk splatter on the canvass of the day
synthetic lights glisten at the quay
following the street lamps he walks on cobblestones
another day is done and he walks home alone.

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One thought on “Under the Autumn Sun

  1. It is the dawn of another day
    Anguish snd pain is still raging
    Just cannot get over with yesterday
    Limits…hinder my strength

    Doesn’t want to accept the reality
    Its hard to believe that it’s over
    The chances I’ve got was wasted
    I did my best…but my slingshot failed

    Running around in circles
    Kept on denying how it feels
    Shame overpowered the pride
    Nowhere to run…nowhere to hide

    …Lilo…

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