eventuality

winter is the eventuality
of all these leaves
writhing through the sky
past my window
the winds know this
and yesterday they ceased
their cautious whisperings
to dance and seethe
gleeful in the cold and damp
of fading October fires
the maples down the block
still blush fiercely
that the birch
have so willingly tossed
their yellow offerings
to the ground
in abject surrender
to the eventuality
of winter

© Sarah Whiteley

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9 thoughts on “eventuality

  1. That first line really caught my attention! 🙂 Not just the first line, of course. But that first line really stopped my mind. And now I keep thinking about it.

    the winds know this
    and yesterday they ceased
    their cautious whisperings

    And this, too! 🙂

    I don’t need to be picking your poem apart. So I’ll stop now…

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