Seasonally
Home
I
pack away summer clothes
to
a soundscape of Vivaldi.
The
songs of summer birds
have
settled like dust.
I
light a candle at the window
and
watch leaves fall across the yard,
overcome
by a sensation
I
cannot describe:
My heart is in a dance
with autumn's return.
By Jason
Sturner
flowerpetalsonthecreek@yahoo.com
www.jasonsturner.blogspot.com
Jason Sturner was born in
Harvey, Illinois, and raised in the western suburbs of Chicago. He is a
member of the Illinois State Poetry Society and has published four
books of poetry:
Kairos,
10 Love Poems,
Selected Poems 2004-2007 and
Collected Poems
(all available as free downloads; see website). In addition to poetry
he writes short stories of psychological horror and the supernatural.
He resides in Wheaton, Illinois and works as a botanist at the Morton
Arboretum in Lisle. Website:
www.jasonsturner.blogspot.com