Wilting Summer

Pumpkin vines
Spontaneous summer surprise
grasping tendrils of joy
fade with
the seared edges of
autumn expectations.
Dulled by dry empty rage.
Freedom denied-
the frozen fixed belief
of unchanging attitudes
uproot our
summer bliss.

Written as a mentor text to demonstrate revision for my creative writing class.

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