Rome fell,
the Mongols & Ottomans, too.
Great powers fall
often sans much ado.
[Psst! someday yours will, too.]
They can't help but crumble;
the foundations get rot.
And there's too much weight
to bear, without spurring plots.
Plots and schemes and pandering,
all throughout the State.
Forget those Barbarians, the threat 's
inside the gates.
cool blue skies, & dry grass on the hillside -- seashore in Autumn
the shelterbelt, surrounding the farm, shows hints of autumn hue.
I I remember Spring: tight and tender buds, soon to blossom clouds -- low & swollen, & rain scent in the air
II I remember Summers: the season of freedom... and mosquitoes, but, also, fireflies exploration & calamine lotion
III I remember the Fall: harvest time Grain chaff in the air axle grease on the wind Canadian geese Honk-Honk-Honk-ing in wedge formation
IV
I remember winters:
snow days
snow drifts
the feel of the first morning
of the season in which
one woke up to a blanketing snow,
having gone to bed with
pathetic matted grass
the autumn woods - leafless & grass matted - is rife with life, unseen
fall leaves will drop, and the winter river view will be unhindered.
autumn orange: to live most brightly just before the end.
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