Member Poem

I’ve got that dusky feeling
Every year around this time
Every time it leaves me reeling
The sun’s a ghost, the wind’s a mime

What about winter gives it meaning
What about summer makes it die
Every day the leaves are falling
Every night the moon’s a lie

I should have known that I was stealing
Memories of a future crime
Now they say begins the healing
Now I say begins the climb

And as my lids are slowly sealing
I see my mind was never really mine
And I’ve got this dusky feeling
The rain’s no help, the world’s a sigh.