Note to self

birthday shadorma
To find perfect ripeness, catch it (Nguyen)

Midsummer –
seems the sad-eyed Fall
has inched in
year on year
how long ’til we see April
weep buckets of bloom

Fly by night
the waking hours
I recall
still quite young
something like a wilful end
in February

you’ve ages to rock
up from birth
this July
blow the count of candle light
drink in each moment

© Laura Granby 2016

back with a brief birthday shadorma to link up with Poetry Pantry…and up next is my guest collage poetry prompt @ Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie  – give it a go!


24 thoughts on “Note to self

  1. I am detecting a birthday too…and so I will Happy Birthday if it is you Laura!

    Sometimes I feel ‘sad-eyed Fall’ catching up with me, but I am with the poet….I’ll take April weeping its buckets of blooms! Enjoy your day….


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