October

Out of the morning’s fog
The orange dot appears
The bus ride pulls it just
Above the green metal
Sound barriers
Along the Danube River’s
Promenade:
It hovers above the
Tourist boats at the Kuchelau
In stark contrast to the
Black-green poplars
A rolling fire ball on the
Milky skies
Bursting up its wavering
Image in the steady flowing
River
While the heavens gaze down
At their Hyacinth-image.
October.
The promise of a nearby winter
In the chilly air.
October.rebotcO

zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’18.

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