Message in Indian Summer

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The season shows off psychedelics,

shouts “I’m not going quietly.

I’m not going as matter of course.

I’m rioting.”

 

Collect:

straw relics,

aspen gold,

chestnut horses.

Respect.

 

Stall cold. 

Be seasonably fair.

 

Behold :

a final reflection in the lake.

 

Strength, that’s what it will take.

Celebrate before the fall.

Disrobe before the chill.

 

I see fire before winter in your hair.

Do not leave from a distant hill.

Do not leave at all.

 

I whisper to distant air…

 

~ by dianeklammer on April 20, 2013.

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