Autumnal equinox 2020 - Tuesday, September 22

(at 9:31 AM Eastern Daylight Time)

Empyrean découpage citadel

betokens (bespeaks) autumnal arrival

nine thirty one ante meridian

chariot of fire emblazons telltale signature,

one humble human doth

bid summer and his squandered life adieu.

Already crisp cool mornings kiss mine cheek

refreshing air wafts thru longish hair

trademark characteristic property

aging pencil neck geek

attends brief bathroom charge coffee

exotic brew jolted kidneys leak

urine not kidding water closet doth reek.

Especially third season upon us mortals

Montgomery county, Pennsylvania

said geographic real estate sloughs

(i.e. sheds) summer dog days

necessitating shuddered windows

disallowing natural aeration

to circulate thru unit B44
cozy one bedroom apartment.

I will stave off clicking on the heat,

as long as possible,
yet invariably come first frost

yours truly will renege

and surrender creature comfort,

albeit climate controlled temptation

similar when global warming

quite evident predicated upon

Farmers' Almanac prophetic prediction.

Though ecology minded
quick acclimation to unseasonable

hot or cold temperatures

finds me adjusting thermostat dial

mainly to thwart palmar hyperhidrosis

regarding turning on air conditioning

during sweltering triple digit

(Fahrenheit) thermometer readings,

versus absent sweaty hands
courtesy old man winter arctic blast.

Ah... remembrance of wood burning stove papa lit,

to dispense chill pervading childhood home

324 Level Road christened "Glen Elm"

within national (local registry)

when Leiper family initially occupied estate

at that time (think early twentieth century)

merely intended as summer getaway.

This time of year finds me

to reminisce and wax poetic

nostalgia more pronounced,

particularly as aspiring wordsmith

orbitz the sun seemingly with greater rapidity

twelve months cycling at light speed

ruminating, punctuating, and narrating mortality

accentuated when flora and fauna

exhibit metaphorical raiment

presaging Mother Nature's fall fashion show

linkedin with approaching senescence

prompting generic garden variety Homo sapien

to rue his transience upon oblate spheroid.

Gentrification impossible mission
thus thy lovely bones will subsequently

become repurposed into ashes
sprinkled hither and yon to and fro
across elysium fields of happy hunting grounds.