15 September 2009

Change Of Air

chills

a change of cooler air has
peeled veneers of harmony
too easily – a chill satirical
in wariness that coffee’s heat
could not dispense

sounds stir in mornings’ still
clouds thicken with no
threat and the crow’s calls
busily recede – a gap growing
between us

breezes stir on reflection
like hands run pathetically
through hair – trite gestures
of unease drawing
slanted attention

surely it is coolness of
thought not fangs bared
warmer wear will begin
to make amends – unless
this chill’s forever
© 25 July 2009, I. D. Carswell