Crystal Clear
by Philip E. Hyatt
October 4, 2012
Brilliant blue shines above me, autumn skies reign roundabout
Sky so clear enshrines about me, summers gone there is no doubt
Take a breath and feel the crispness, draw it in and breathe it out
Fresh this air that blows about me, clearest clear within without
Winters coming but don't tell me, summer hasn't quite left yet
Trees are dressed in summer's dressing, green's best greening don't forget
Take in autumn's fresh refreshing, suck in an all that you can get
Autumn's splendor soon be breaking, autumn rains will soon be wet
Postscript: I didn't use to explain my poems and I won't explain this one in detail. But I will explain the concept of poetic license. Most writers are bound by grammar and punctuation. Poets are not. Poets are allowed to use, abuse, mangle, twist, and otherwise generally misused words, phrases, and grammar to their heart's content. This is why I can use the phrase "Autumn's splendor soon be breaking." I don't have to follow the rules because I'm a poet. The same goes for my use, non-use or misuse of punctuation.