Business Autumn Poems

Daylight Savings Time Ends – November 5th 2023 means...

discombobulated, harried, and lobotomized
state of body, mind, and spirit triage.

Onset of dark shadows signalling edge of night
occurs...

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Am I really the only one thinking outside the box,
When it comes to pension costs,
Regardless of whether people are able to work or not,
With some...

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What happens when your voice is lying 
But the monologue in your head believes you're not?
A full tank of gas, a million excuses to leave...

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Autumn is finally here and there is so much to share, the leaves are getting red and there is no place to bury the dead,...

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Echoes 

off tenement windows,

sound mixed 

with fluttering glimpses 

of fake hanging ghosts.



Air smells of October. 



Perhaps 

we’re only just 

remembering, or 

noticing how much 

we...

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The scene could not have been better set,
All it required was for two uncontrolled elements to arrive, 
On set at the same time,
For the world...

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A meadow for Autumn

Forest, I lay me down to rest
upon bed of moss.
 
Eternal sleep immediately overtakes me 
lichen kenning myself 
as Rip Van Winkle...

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Make way on the street,
68-year-old coming through,
So, shift your feet,
Or make room for me to get through.

I am not blaming you,
But at half my age,
There...

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The Business of Autumn 
David J Walker

1.	The season of dry clouds and Canada Geese
        Arrived over the weekend

2.	The...

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Come sit outside, weather's great, lost its frown,
crickets singing, no clouds, sky brilliant blue.
Crepe Myrtles pose now in flashy red gowns;
rose in cling yellow will...

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Wednesday, September 2021 at 3:20 PM...
eastern standard time Autumn Equinox arrives

That seasonal occasion twill arise
when darkness and light doth bring
equilibrium between night and day
raking leaves...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Was it, Trieste?

An odd place half dour Russian and half lively Italian
I sat in café drinking beer and waiting for a tall American woman
she smoked...

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There was a dear who had a ridge that she perched from
It was where she felt welcome 
Below there was a road 
Where cars must...

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My friend and I were talking about the weather and how it relates to his business. He said, "This time of year, my life is...

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