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 11/07/2014 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? Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)