Poem Entry #5

The Autumn Blues (09 Nov 2015)

 

Drip drop drip drop… the ceiling is leaking!

The walls of this house are moist and sinking

Into the mud of unknown refuse:

I got a bad case of the autumn blues.

 

My gaze is falling with the falling clouds

And the heavy leaves that fall to the ground.

I have to lift myself out of this mood:

I got a bad case of the autumn blues.

 

The trees are naked and the sky is grey.

Lynchburg again welcomes rain today.

Why such a challenge my mind to amuse?

I got a bad case of the autumn blues.

 

Warm, sunny days never drive you to read.

Warm, sunny days never drive me to write.

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