On the Edge of Autumn

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On the edge of autumn,

I see the sky and trees ablaze with color.

I can still smell

the smoldering fires of fierce youth,

when the landscape of my heart was wild,

a wilderness that wouldn't be tamed.

But I'm afraid

old age has quenched my thirst for adventure.

Even my poems have lost their teeth.

Gone are my scabbed-up knees

and swords made of sticks.

No beautiful maidens to rescue;

just constipation to overcome

as I listen to the ticking

of the clock,

beating louder as evening draws near.

Author's Note

Just posted a new long-form poetry reading on my YouTube channel featuring selections from Aluminum Cowboys, one piece from Sleep Always Calls, and a sneak peek from my upcoming book Searching for Nod, coming this November.

A simple at-home reading—just the work and the page.

Watch here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvZAR6uno3A

Books available on Amazon:
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Thanks for reading and listening.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Your gift for imagery continues to amaze me. As a longtime resident of winter, I can attest to the fact that some things do change, but we can mitigate those changes to a degree. Attitude and exercise do a lot for me. No constipation here. Yet.

[Neville]

it feels like a welcome to my world is called for .. still, keep your head up & shoulders back, you stomach tucked in and soldier on .. I like the reassurance this affords Thomas, I mean it's good to know I'm not the only one .. Neville