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Seasons Come and Go

Birds bedded down. The cool air circulates.
Whispers of crickets. The black noise hushes.
Yawns give way to tears - the ducts erupting.
An autumnal wave crashes over me.
It’s obvious how seasons come and go,
as mom’s settled in purple urn - the ashes
keep; without incandescence in her sleep.

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2023

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Paige Hind Date: 9/26/2023 2:47:00 PM I feel your very loss of words, Kim... beautiful poem. Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 9/26/2023 4:00:00 AM A jewel of a poem with so full of imagery. Hugs Kim. Login to Reply

Gershon Wolf Date: 9/25/2023 8:16:00 PM Wow! Such a seamless interweaving of the darkening of seasons with the darkening of life. Fantabulous write, Kim. ~ Tears duly jerked out of me... Login to Reply

Jerry Brotherton Date: 9/25/2023 10:16:00 AM Seasons come and go as life waxes and wanes. We all will eventually fade into oblivion. A wonderful tribute to the seasons. Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/25/2023 11:49:00 AM We will…don’t we know it. So strange to think of how many years before we ever arrived. God bless you, Jerry!

Shadow Hamilton Date: 9/24/2023 5:07:00 PM This is truly beautiful Kim yet so sad hugs Shadow Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/24/2023 6:44:00 PM Thank you, Shadow!

Ink Empress Date: 9/24/2023 9:04:00 AM This is one of my fave poems by you, truly so beautiful, the imagery and descriptve flow of this and depth of emotions so poetically delivered , especially felt it so much as you wrote “ moms settled in purple urn, the ashes, “ so poignant and heartfelt. Sigh, seasons come and go indeed. Sending you light always Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/24/2023 6:45:00 PM Thank you so much! I appreciate your comment. Even as I was writing those last lines, it was hard and person. <3