Image: Impending Doom Permeates the Air (here)
the sky looked like ink, no stars,
just black; that’s how it began
wither the sorrow to go this far
to accentuate a sadness unplanned
when nature came into the act
perhaps in sympathy to a lost cause
holding on to an occurrence after the fact
but sinister trending without a pause
so why flog the issue unobtrusively offered
just accept it with grace without the fanfare
the sooth-sayers wound down flustered
caught off-guard summer's end none were aware
a peaceful end to a strategy on the quiet
lost in darkness progressing unnoticed
without rocking the boat as when it started
diplomacy as a tool yet no rules were breached
MLMM's First line Friday
Marian's at Real Toad's - summer's end
To find the best and quiet end is everyone's wish
ReplyDeleteHave to push through and try and get that perfect harmony, or at least a piece of it.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful, Hank. Most all I think have felt this way quite often. I had heard the issue flogging for a long time, it did me good to read.
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I don't like to think of summer's end as in reality summer hasn't begun here. We are still in spring. The word end never sets well with me the finality can be good or bad as it depends on the situation. Sorry, I am rambling.
ReplyDeleteNature arrives, possibly in sympathy to a lost cause. I love that, Hank.
ReplyDeleteBe thankful in all things...
ReplyDeleteOne is never ready for summer to end.
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting how nature, how weather, can affect our moods
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