This time of year always prompts reflection and a process of categorising, dealing with and filing away in a big drawer labelled The Past.
So many falling leaves
returning to the earth;
so many drops of rain
returning to the sea:
so many dreams escaping
into eternity:
so many needful hearts
lamenting in the dearth.
So much hopeless yearning
the dying summer mocks:
so many empty pillows
to scorn the lonely sigh:
and cold nights to regret
lost opportunity
when darkness rules again
beyond the equinox.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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.
Keith