“ Autumn Slips “

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I woke to one of those rare days when it’s a stone delight simply to be alive!

A morning begun as Cat chose to cuddle next to me under the covers.

A time meant not merely to ‘exist’, to ‘see it thru’ but actually to thrive!

A time less of expending in myself than merely to think first of others!

A day lived in gray and heavily bordered with rain-promised clouds,

Autumn ‘slips into something a little more comfortable’ as Summer slips away,

upright at the Crossroads, smiling in both directions, feeling fulfilled and proud

The heat and the noise of expectant summer fulfilled, having had its say.

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I rise from the bed with a modicum of repentance and yet relief,

a smile trapped at my lips, a moment’s delight trapped at my throat.

Summer worn trees seems to draw into in, took toward Spring and new leaf

-I emphasize as glory wanes and resignation hangs like shadows as its leaves float

consciousness pursues the subtle shift of season in the bittersweet agony of regret.

Even as I slip to this pool of guilt I feel Love rise up within me,

I had briefly given up the battle and simply rested in the arms of Eternal comfort.

I look at the headlong rush toward winter’s predication, appalled at my apathy

But as I sigh, identifying with the tree outside my window, joy slips in as last resort

against the momentary shift from sedimentary expectancy into the truth of Life!

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A.R. Koheen