Perfume on the Wind

Minutes –
As peeling paint demands the clock hand sweep at the pace of glass melting
Hours –
That stretch the shadows across the stepping stones of calendar pages
Days –
Named for gods who absconded late their powers lost to man
Months –
That fly through perfumed halls of future planning
Seasons -
For Trees that shrug the leaves of summer lately turned to rust
Years –
Where changes accumulate in increments of perceived wisdom
Decades -
Foundations bloom on dirt paths tread by the phantoms of my youth
A lifetime -
And petals fail to decorate the core so long left its own beauty to assert

July 2007

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