Friday, March 20, 2009

Autumn Cycle



Autumn Cycle


It's comfortable inside myself
even when the wind
surprises the few leaves and sets them
fluttering.

Like this season's grackles dressed in
brown and tan, I blend
into the landscape of trees
with their fingers open.

The sky's so familiar I feel
embarrassed even mentioning its name.
Certainly the color blue is
unnecessary.

Like some feelings, words
are better
left unsaid, though not
saying a word takes practice.

A very lonely person
doesn't have the luxury
to relish
walking into a house that echoes.


Joseph Somoza

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