GETTING CLOSE
(A Villanelle)
The blushing splashes of the Fall give way
to multicolored leaves, now turning brown,
to swirls of snow and thoughts of yesterday,
of how the Years have molded this old clay
into complexity--which is winding down.
The blushing splashes of the Fall give way
to sunset once again, a gentle blaze
of crusty leaves now falling to the ground,
to swirls of snow and thoughts of yesterday.
I've seen this beauty many times, and play
with memory--a game that wants to pound
the blushing splashes of the Fall. Give way!
And make a path for one who dares betray
THIS PLAN! But it changes from world renown
to swirls of snow and thoughts of yesterday.
There is a lot more that I need to say
before my own leaves drop without a sound.
The blushing splashes of the Fall give way
to swirls of snow and thoughts of yesterday.
James C. Stone