Sy Roth Poet Free verse

Am I a Summer's Day

Am I a Summer’s Day?
By Sy Roth

Do I compare myself to a summer’s day?
I think not, 
Winter’s chill perhaps,
Cold rivulets of icy waters
Coursing down a crenelated brow
Perhaps.
A dirge,
A threnody 
A morose psalm to an ancient soul
A toddler’s wobbly steps taken down a bumpy road,
Rocks kicked up along dusky, chilled ancient iters,
Toted memories borne in metal hods
Black rimed with coal dust 
To ward off wintry chills.
Humped to the lean-tos 
Quickly, in the hurried winds of time,
Detritus carried along in waves of my own confusion.
And the summer’s day an illusion of
Tripping down bare-tree lanes.  
I am the winter of my own discontent.

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