About the Weather

By Saadi | Old Poetry

Mar 14
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Words escape me
Maybe its the change of seasons
My pages stand like Autumn trees
Empty
Save for a few lines of withered prose

But even that is a weak metaphor
In this evergreen town

The mornings are cooler now though

Lets talk about the weather
It’s safe and polite
And right now
I’ve lost my nerve

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