Tomorrow (GRM)

Tina Twito

Where has
Summer gone?
Flown.
Forgotten.
Dead.

Autumn dumps
her bounty--
spoiled--
from every
bony bough.

And yet,
among the
crushed
and crumbling
memories remain:

the pods,
the husks,
the hollow
tufted stems.

A hope,
entombed,
and waiting
for the sun.

Published by Tina Twito

I'm 39, with a wonderful husband (in Iowa), and a daughter who lives in NC with her hubby (love them both!). I write mostly children's stories and poetry (rhyming poetry, traditional poetry, haiku, but mostl...  View profile

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  • Philip Theibert11/16/2011

    Loved it!

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky11/16/2011

    Lovely.

  • Trisha Hodges11/7/2011

    I know, I find myself counting down the days until spring.

  • J L Carey Jr11/7/2011

    This is such a rich poem. You have found a wonderful balance between power and simplicity that moves the reader along right to the end. &)

  • Sivaramakrishnan Ananthanarayanan11/6/2011

    A beautiful, vivid description of the seasonal changes that I can only read but increasingly feel through such lovely poem. Thanks Tina, you are truly gifted - siva

  • Delicia Powers11/6/2011

    Beautifully done...

  • Orchiolum11/5/2011

    *****

  • Harriet Steinberg11/4/2011

    I love it!!!!!!

  • rama devi (Nina Marshall)11/4/2011

    Superb.

  • Martin Kloess11/4/2011

    well written - thank you

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