Poetry Tuesday – Late Summer Symphony

God’s painted masterpiece of ever-shifting colors and clouds is splattered across the sky,

And an equally brilliant work of ark reflects below,

One on top of the other, mixing until inextricably bound up in a dance,

Which the grasses tall and thin in the meadow join in

To the sound of hidden cicadas

And the wind rustling the red-tinged green leaves in a circular ballet,

All to the music of nature in each unfolding moment,

Captured in a memory but passing on to time’s demand,

Precious that it is in its fleeting.


Author: Cynthia "Cyndi" Hilston

Cynthia Hilston is a thirty-something-year-old stay at home mom of three young kids, happily married. Writing has always been like another child to her. After twenty years of waltzing in the world of fan fiction, she finally stepped away to do her debut dance with original works of fiction. In her spare time – what spare time? – she devours books, watches Doctor Who and Game of Thrones, pets her orange kitty, looks at the stars, and dreams of what other stories she wishes to tell.  

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