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Mon Sep 28 13:31:41 CDT 2009
And trees listen and sway silently to songs=20
That fill an August night
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And I too am now awake
And wear a new more full awareness
Of the signs and signals of a season passing
And the significance of small and tiny symbols
Like a raindrop glistening=20
On a cricket's charcoal back
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<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>Five August Poems by Doug=20
Tanoury<BR>________________________________________</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2><BR>Autumn In August<BR> =
<BR>The=20
unthinkable came to me <BR>One night,<BR>I felt her gone as a dream =
vanishes=20
<BR>Upon rising and gathers up its memory <BR>In its wake. <BR>Her =
touch=20
is summer wind<BR>In Autumn trees, <BR>A passing out of =
season,<BR>Like=20
leaves in August <BR>Turning brown and crimson<BR>And dropping off =
<BR>On to=20
still green lawns.<BR>A thing out of step, <BR>An order confused,<BR>A =
long=20
pattern of seasons <BR>Broken and gone.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>"She is not dead. . =
.<BR> But=20
only sleeping."<BR>I say out loud , <BR>Certain that <BR>Autumn =
cannot=20
arrive in August,<BR>As I make loud radio static <BR>And breakers on the =
beach=20
<BR>By walking alone through dead leaves <BR>That bury the grass gone=20
dormant<BR>In days of dark clouds <BR>That sit on the horizon <BR>Like =
cats on a=20
window sill<BR>In the zenith of twilight.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000=20
size=3D2>_________________________________________<BR></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>August</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>Late on these August nights,<BR>I =
sit on my=20
front porch<BR>Unable to sleep,<BR>And watch the stars,<BR>But mostly I=20
watch<BR>The wind in the trees.<BR>There is an elm a few doors =
down<BR>That has=20
branched out<BR>Around the street lamp<BR>So that the leaves =
glow<BR>Translucent=20
green in the night.<BR>The wind moving branches<BR>And leaves making it=20
look<BR>Like a carved jade sculpture<BR>Come to life.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>And I think that this has =
been<BR>The summer of=20
cut jade,<BR>I have never seen grass so deeply green,<BR>Or trees more =
ornate in=20
their foliage,<BR>And the sky has never been painted in<BR>Finer shades =
of=20
skyborn blues.<BR>And I think too,<BR>That this is what Icarus =
saw<BR>And felt=20
just before . . .<BR>So if my wings fail now,<BR>Let me fall, for I have =
kissed=20
the sky<BR>As if it were a holy icon<BR>And filled my lungs with =
the<BR>Pure=20
whiteness of clouds, so<BR>If I fall there will be no splash,<BR>No =
sound except=20
a sigh lifted<BR>Airborne by the waves.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000=20
size=3D2>_________________________________________<BR> &=
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<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>August Rain</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>I remember an August once =
<BR>When I could=20
talk to him<BR>But didn't and each word unspoken <BR>Rested like a brick =
on the=20
silence <BR>That lay thick as a layer of mortar <BR>And grew into =
hardness=20
between us</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>These day's I think of him<BR>Mostly =
when rain=20
falls in gray sheets<BR>With a soft hiss as droplets<BR>Paint the =
pavement with=20
color <BR>Of an overcast sky and collects<BR>On the road in pools in =
brought to=20
full boil</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>In summer storms with the <BR>Sound =
of thunder=20
on my skin<BR>I recall in the air's smell and<BR>The wind cool in my =
hair <BR>An=20
August once when rain fell<BR>In mortar gray hardness on our=20
silence</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000=20
size=3D2>_________________________________________</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>August Leaves</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2><FONT color=3D#000000>Leaves =
</FONT>of=20
green<BR>Foliage<BR>Dancing lively and <BR>Synchronized<BR>In sunset=20
skies</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>Sycamores in full<BR>Silhouette =
<BR>Are slowly=20
changing <BR>Magically<BR>Transformed and stained<BR> <BR>In =
subdued=20
hues<BR>Resembling<BR>Weak tea tint<BR>Evening's<BR>Watered down=20
light</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>In sunset =
skies<BR>Foliage<BR>Dancing lively and=20
<BR>Synchronized<BR>Leaves of green =20
<BR><BR>_________________________________________ </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2><BR>Signs In August</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>As the mornings grow cooler in later =
August=20
<BR>I notice flowers grow more vivid<BR>Each blossom wears a brighter=20
shade<BR>Each bud promises a more vibrant hue<BR>And leaves grow a =
lusher=20
green</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>In these evenings of late =
summer<BR>The crickets=20
seem to call louder<BR>In a meter more pronounced<BR>And becomes to me =
as I=20
listen now<BR>The very heartbeat of night</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>And in these signs I see<BR>The =
season's end=20
foreshadowed<BR>And I reflect on its last days<BR>As rain falls in the =
afternoon=20
and<BR>Ends in white bursts across the pavement</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>Making leave and blossom twitch and =
tremble=20
<BR>As if animated the flowers awaken <BR>From dreaming colors of summer =
mornings<BR>And trees listen and sway silently to songs <BR>That fill an =
August=20
night</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2>And I too am now awake<BR>And wear a =
new more=20
full awareness<BR>Of the signs and signals of a season passing<BR>And =
the=20
significance of small and tiny symbols<BR>Like a raindrop glistening =
<BR>On a=20
cricket's charcoal back</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=3D#000000 size=3D2></FONT> </DIV>
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size=3D2><BR></FONT> </DIV></DIV></DIV></BODY></HTML>
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