Simplicity

Poetry —many things
          including a place
of repose
          when we are time-sick
Soon the leaves
          will come tumbling
down in cascades
          borne on gusts of wind
raked up and bagged
          on our streets

And as the nights
          close in
peace will descend
          and we will have
sessions of sweet
          silent thought
and true value
          will warm our blood

John Lyons