As the weather cools
and Autumn showers fall, how
shall we greet this season’s call?
~
Gathered together,
we’ll greet the season with
joy and thanksgiving.
aging
Where?
Where oh where has my
young son gone, where oh where can
he possibly be?
~
Grown old and jaded
everyone, bitter and
salty, as the sea.
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Silent Night Senescence
What is it about
the sound of crickets that stirs
such simple longing?
~
Like punctuation,
crickets chirping lends structure
to timeless, silent evenings.
Mondo Sedoka 