While the earth remains, seasons will not cease.
Ah, I felt her this morning when I walked out the door.
Officially, she was due in September, but she's running a bit late.
Considering all the problems of 2020, I can't say that I blame her.
There are record-breaking hurricanes in the gulf; record-breaking
fires in the west, and politicians fighting like ragging rams for territory.
Autumn has wanted to return, but perhaps she's not so sure of herself.
Anyway, the coolness was blunt and bold, greeting me with open arms.
It appears that Summer really just might be gone, and Fall has arrived.
The haze from the smoke has lessened, and it's looking and feeling like Fall.
Presently, there's very little if any wind, and temperatures are way down,
but the weatherman indicated that the chances for rain in the valley have faded. Considering all we've been through; we'll take the best that Autumn has to offer us now.
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Still waiting on you to make the first move!
Waiting for you to step up to the plate.
Still waiting for you to accept that date,
Confident, like you have nothing to prove.
To reflect on this matter, it behooves.
You appear to be running a bit late!
How long are you going to make me wait?
How long does it take to get in a groove?
Still waiting on a Heavy Weight Fighter,
Because this will be the SLAM of the year.
We can piss off a few other writers,
Defending the style that we both hold dear.
Judge your contest, then get your skills tighter.
When you are finished, I will still be here!
My own mental masturbation
It keeps me from going insane
Is there anybody out there?
Is what Pink Floyd has asked today
I do feel comfortably numb
Just weeding my garden each day
My dry lips silently moving
Reciting old mistakes I've made
Thinking myself rather twisted
But, in a harmless sort of way
An impatient hunger I have
As if I'm running a bit late
Searching for the true path to take
Tripping over others egos
Pushing my life to the limit
While remaining here in my place
Older and even more confused
Mental masturbation, that's me
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