Autumn shadows perched by the side,
As April and May found rose buds,
Brilliant against the window sill,
As love once burned in Crimson redness,
Within bordeaux petals,
As maturity hath taken a toll,
On the darkened, wrinkled stem.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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