no time for crying
by Kyle Anne Kish
yesterday, 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.
Author's Note: Topic by Joan Serratelli. Thanks, Joan.
Posted on 02/17/2006
Copyright © 2021 Kyle Anne Kish
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 02/17/06 at 05:14 AM|
S2 is great, love it all, Nice write!
|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!
|Posted by Alisa Js on 11/30/06 at 01:33 AM|
I enjoyed this poem very much and see you tend to write in the style of the modern poet which is excellent. Most desciptive. I am an hopeful romantic and do write of romance and love for without love in our hearts and souls, how could we live? Thank you for stopping by and for your kind sentiments. I will be by again, soon.
|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.