2020 American Place Poems

Cool Sun

The shadows lay down
In Autum Mornings
Low Southern sun
Not ready to become
Part of the day yet.

Hiding behind mountains
Waiting to crawl back
Into the limelight
Peeking behind the trees at
The end of their summering.

Another, soon to be
Casualty of the fallen
As winter presses her cold
Fingers over
The Earth

By Makar

Stephen Sutherlin is a designer, poet and musician. He writes poetry about life in the southwest and enjoys metrical lyricism.

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