IN THE TIME OF GLOBAL WARMING
The summer doesn't end.
It goes on,
it takes over the days
assigned to autumn;
the leaves don't fade,
the leaves don't fall,
chill wind doesn't blow
rustling bare boughs.
Summer is here,
in the lush green leaves
abundant on branches,
summer is here
in the shortening late September
days; in warm sunlight
dancing on green leaves,
waves of light
where cold rain should
beat brown leaves,
drown them in pools
of muddy water.
The summer doesn't end.
It goes on,
it takes over the days
of autumn, reaching for winter.
22.09.2019
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