Treasure Island

John Scully

(19th October 1947 / London)

At Summer's End (August 1914)


The muffled-knock of high blown summer,
upon the leaves and grasses August since June,
wrap tightly like bundled flowers,
around the jaundiced seasoned air.

Shaken and solemn the church bells,
under a single sky of coming morn
lonesome, turn the clay-dark hands of time,
while ill-winds blow in gathering storm.

Then in some faraway land, a shot,
far from Englands shore,
under a red scorched earth and bitter sun
an August summer forever gone.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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