Notes About The Poem
slight comma amendment 27th 01 2012
September Noon
There is subdued talk in the lowlight rooms
And outside the skies wear a dove grey bloom,
The wintry light seems brittle edged
To the suns brief course, the day is sped.
Gold and green leaves on their branches whip
Robins fly and land with a quick hop skip,
Then clouds are parted
A shaft of light comes through,,
As before night falls; bids us the sun adieu.
© Joe Maverick 26-09-2010
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