Thursday, October 1, 2015

October in Phoenix



October in Phoenix:
No scarlet leaves in sight;
October in Phoenix,
Still sweltering at night.


October in Phoenix--
First day breaks a hundred--
We all see, crestfallen,
The records we dreaded.


I dream of northern mountains,
Flagstaff maples and aspens;
But I'm down here working,
No matter what happens.


















If I were a Catholic
I'd call it "Purgatory";
Ah, since I'm a Lutheran
I lack that category.


Beyond urban confines
The desert grows scenic;
But it's a big city--
October in Phoenix.

Ocotillo
---C. Marie Byars,  (c) 2015



Dreams:

Aspens in Flagstaff, AZ