Darkening Into Melancholy

Homebound with old age
Recompense for a long day
This visiting moon

Once again the Fall
Ground hardened into concrete
Blunts the beak that feeds

Summer’s elation
As leaves decide to be wings
Ablaze, it soon chars

Time’s musical chairs
With another seat removed
Narrows the circle

Melancholy’s gift
Over the dark evergreens
A sky frosts with stars

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