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no time for crying
by Kyle Anne Kishyesterday, when all the
dead leaves were raked,
loaded into plastic sacks
and put on the curb
for the garbage men,
i sighed what i hoped
would be my last sigh
of the day, broke open
a bottle of vino and
proceeded to celebrate
the end of another season.
much ado about nothing,
i thought, as i noticed
one crisp leaf float
unseemingly across my
driveway, as if to wave
its final good-bye.
i sighed another time.
season's change, live's
are rearranged. i poured
another glass of vino. 02/16/2006 Author's Note: Topic by Joan Serratelli. Thanks, Joan.
Posted on 02/17/2006
Copyright © 2026 Kyle Anne Kish
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/17/06 at 01:35 PM I really loved this piece, the imagey; I could see everything you wrote- "lives rearranged"- perfect line!
Joan |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 06/19/09 at 08:47 AM Congrats on POTD!!! Great write |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 06/19/09 at 05:24 PM This is a beautifully crafted poem. Vivid imagery contributes to the resigned sorrow in this piece. Congrats on POTD!! |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 06/19/09 at 10:44 PM Love the imagery. Beautiful write in melancholy...Congratulations on POTD! lovelight*peace...m.a |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/20/09 at 12:31 AM Congratulations on POTD. It's a beautiful, peaceful vision of the sweeping hands of time in our lives. |
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