Seasonal

"beyond the silence of summer's end" what hangs in the air? autumn's momentum color of unabashed vigor clouds lowering, unadorned days snapped off by change till cold stalks our arms hugging inside woolen sweaters children in chilly clumps of costume marching flames licking logs, the bells and whistles of holiday cheer a hot season's temporary stint limits of ownership sometimes a spike of melancholy a want of time unburdened like Chaplin twirling in a silent film stealing spins of joy when summer exits leaves its tracks in the brittle bashing of shorter days connective tissue between the months seasonal lapping in what's pruned away but given back