Poetry

Summer Snow

At 9,000 feet, seasons are just suggestions

photo taken by the poet from his deck this morning

At threshold of autumn,
the leaves remain green,
but winter has caught ‘em
with white snowcap sheen
like nature’s forgotten
the normal routine;
a seasonal quorum
with just-spring unseen.

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