I Fear Autumn Will Not Take A Rain Check

by Philip F De Pinto

Arrived autumn in my neck of the wood
And with the sun at its back
It's shadow is the compass
I follow faithfully behind
As leads me toward trees rehearsing
Their nude scenes and soon
The wood will be tagged with
An X rating in which a juvenile
Will not be permitted to meander through
Without the accompanying adult

Arrived autumn in my neck of the wood
And the trees all bark and bare
As dare a moon in the round
To reveal there are more private parts
Scattered on the ground
Than there are leaves
In all the world
To hide behind


Posted on 11/07/2014
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by June Labyzon on 11/08/14 at 02:03 PM

Arrived at autumn in just the same way, with winter looming oh much too close, when again I will be able with abandonment to recreate those nude scenes juvenile's eyes must not see, and all they can do is say: "She's a crazy one, that one." I loved these words so much....inspirational. Thanks, Sir Philip...

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/08/14 at 10:44 PM

Do I see in all of this the aging process when the sensual fails (as leaves fall) leaving one vulnerable and exposed?

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