shoulder season

we are entering time

after leaves have fallen
like so much

confetti, and trees line
streets, naked;

summer’s debris is cleared
and the sky

reflects the ground – dull and grey –
while we live

in seasonal purgatory
wishing its

end, even as we dread what
will follow.

~ Angela Kublik

Angela Kublik is the editor of Blue Skies Poetry. Her poetry has most recently been published in Alberta Encore: People, Places, and Poetry from Legacy Magazine and as a special feature on DailyHaiku.Org.

Read more of Angela Kublik’s poetry:
New Year
Summer Away
Fire Tower on Nose Mountain
After School
If I Must Leave
So that She Might Sing

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