white dove
stories we tell
sometimes disguised as poetry
reveal most everything
you need to know
about current state of affairs
tales from the jungle
always gives you the jimmies
yet you keep going back
somehow believing
the ending will be different
history repeating
always playing your part
sometimes like a tin soldier
marching in the fields
praying for winter to come
october two thousand eighteen
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I’m so ready for winter to come. Summer just will not let go. ~At least down here in the South.
Autumn is in full swing here in Iowa.
I love thinking of Winter herself as a white dove, but certainly there’s the peace symbolism embedded in this.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on this one.