My memories tethered
to the dusted paths
of a carefree childhood
I longed to last
where empty shells
of darkness held
never ending summers
of my youthful self.
© Brenda Aksionov 2019
My memories tethered
to the dusted paths
of a carefree childhood
I longed to last
where empty shells
of darkness held
never ending summers
of my youthful self.
© Brenda Aksionov 2019
Summer slurs
into fall’s promise
of a deep sleep
under winter’s blanket
until spring
awakens
freshly groomed and
colourfully steeped.
© Brenda Aksionov 2018
Vivid scents of summer
distilled in steamy silence –
yapping dog behind the fence.
© Brenda Aksionov 2018
Fading sounds
of summer invites
Autumn to tango
in tempo with twilight –
this colourful celebration
for a short duration
is a temporary fling.
© Brenda Aksionov 2018
Stillness moves
in gentle breeze
Summer floats
with dying ease
Autumn looms
ready to seize
the silence left
when butterflies leave.
© Brenda Aksionov 2017
Cicadas final chorus
as Summer clings
with constipated heat
amid Autumn’s wind.
© Brenda Aksionov 2016