Departing Summer – Old Age – choka – June 30, 2015

persimmonthe old woman sits
upon a park bench smiling
brown and red leaves fall
swallows departed
ducks fly south overhead
departing summer
she wonders if this will be
the last time she’ll feel its warmth

© G.s.k. ‘15


a shriveled leaf
still hanging on
to summer’s end

end of summer
beyond the garden gate
mist turning to rain

end of summer
in the cool morning air
at the open door

end of summer
tall and bright in the fields
of thistle

summer passing
the path to the beach
where no one goes

(C) Jane Reichhold

abandoned beach
finally I can find peace
summer has gone

(C) Chèvrefeuille


Carpe Diem #766 departing summer

12 thoughts on “Departing Summer – Old Age – choka – June 30, 2015

  1. Now this is spooky, because tonight I wrote a poem that begins, “what if this were my last summer”…will post in a day or so. Your work always sets the bar high.


    • Know what you mean … I think we’ve all known someone who has contemplated on their “departing” and of course who has departed. Warm hugs dear Janice.


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