Happy two thousand twenty fifth birthday Autumn - September twenty second
Happy two thousand twenty fifth birthday Autumn - September twenty second
Methought to borrow
(oh alright call call a spade a spade)
I took recourse and did lyft
(hook, line and sinker)
this Übermensch originally described
by Nietzsche in
Thus Spake Zarathustra (1883–85)
and fervently prayed
(plus preyed like a bird of prey
upon a poem yours truly i.e. me made,
a direct ploy to access Jetsonmade
poem that hopefully makes the grade
halfway thru 2025th second decade,
and no, the fall equinox not the same as autumn; rather vernal equinox linkedin to the astronomical beginning of autumn in the Northern Hemisphere. Autumn equals the entire season, while the fall equinox constitutes a specific moment—the day when the sun crosses the celestial equator, resulting in nearly equal amounts of daylight and darkness worldwide.
But first etymological climatological meteorological esoterica from our sponsor:
The word autumn (/'??t?m/) is derived from Latin autumnus, archaic auctumnus, possibly from the ancient Etruscan root autu-and has within it connotations of the passing of the year. Alternative etymologies include Proto-Indo-European *h3ew?- ("cold") or *h2sows- ("dry").
If you reside in the Eastern time zone, then fall officially begins at 2:19?PM., local time. The start of fall will be at 1:19 p.m. in the Central time zone, 12:19 p.m. in the Mountain time zone and 11:19 a.m. in the Pacific time zone.
Despite twittering, uber
sputtering kickstarting lyft
onset of cool weather
argh, another brief daily spate
re: forecasting blistering,
nauseating, sweltering...
ninety degree plus Fahrenheit
temperature forecast
(along eastern seaboard)
courtesy mister summer,
who will overstay his welcome
hoop fully a more seasonable
cooling trend rounds out ninth month
(according to Gregorian calendar).
The above lines crafted
when poetic endeavor
herewith follows tapped out
across qwerty keyboard
when this poem initially written
at least one earth orbit ago.
I eagerly looked forward
to crisp refreshing air
much more comfortable
to weather being outdoors
within/out this sequestered enclave
postage stamp size geographical area
offers respite versus metropolitan
denser population centers,
the former disappearing open space
rather disheartening, but urbanization -
purportedly the definition of progress
finds once open farmland
more than fifty plus years back
crumbling barns now tombstones
testimony when people
farmed the land, and lived
linkedin with rhythms of nature,
which only found courtesy said vestiges
inevitably razed (similar to boyhood home
324 Level Road) finds yours truly
brooding fast paced instant
credit karma gratification
twenty first century, which
small, medium forces at large
outfox the time tested imprimatur
i.e. latent powers planet Earth
unleashes (thank you global warming)
decrees final curtain call.
*****sapiens runs rampant
wreaking havoc all points of moral compass
already inundated with scorching,
melting ice caps, flooding...
future generations, yet unborn
might avoid predicated on
dramatic alternatives fossil fuels
already showered Gaia
with carbon dioxide
as well other noxious poisons
though vibrant advocacy
evident among students
vocally demonstrating against
irrevocable damage, whereby environment
and countries situated
near sea level take heavy hit,
nonetheless... cautious optimism flickers
inducing mandatory one hundred eighty degree
reorientation regarding eco friendly
methodologies to lo mein, maintain,
sustain... technological civilization,
else quaint existence of thee
will be read about
in digitized history books.
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