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Seasoning
by Robert Cameron HazeltonThe August moon is waning,
a somber silver glow
that softens the remaining
moments ere you go.
I see the solstice in your eyes,
a subject beyond broaching
and whisper bittersweet goodbyes
with autumn fast approaching.
07/26/2005 Posted on 07/26/2005
Copyright © 2025 Robert Cameron Hazelton
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/09/06 at 07:59 PM Enjoyed reading this. Nice write. Thanks. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/15/07 at 04:16 PM Congrats on POTD! This has a very quiet feel to it, like the inevitability of change. Nice job. |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 12/16/07 at 01:12 AM I love the ibes and imagery of 'I see the solstice in your eyes' ... such beautiful envisionings come to mind. Conratulations on POTD! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/16/07 at 02:35 AM The changing of the seasons is so symbolic for me these days, and I love the admiration expressed here with words of the sky and momentous shifts that happen, a season passed is one worth mourning. Congratulations on POTD!! This one is certainly awesome!!! |
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