Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

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Indian Summer

In a world
Of blues and greys
Streaked in swirls
Of sunlit shadows
Hints of gold
Tinge a brisk morning air

The cool stillness ruffled
Of a glassy lake
Not a sound it makes to wake
A sleepy drowsy nature
Gearing up to hibernate

All good things come to an end
Indian summer says her goodbyes
In her most colorful flamboyant style



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~BYGONE DAYS OF SUMMER~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2020

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Caren Krutsinger January 21, 2020 at 9:15 PM The imagery brought forth in this missive made me smile, and warmed me up in many ways. Line Gauthier January 21, 2020 at 10:12 PM Thanks, Caren.