yellow before the gray

too soon grey
the November season
even in mid-September
I can feel it coming

yellow before the grey
the last weed, the flower
pushing up through the mulch
beside the front walk

too soon heavy coats
pushing out the cold
slower steps, weights
shoveling the snow

yellow yet alive
a long stem yearning
craving the light, the warmth
too soon dying


September 20, 2012
new poem, along a similar vein
“yellow before the gray”
September 29, 2006 16:26
“A Precarious Perch”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2006/09/precarious-perch.html

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