Empty benches

Empty benches
Reluctant Sun half-hiding
behind unfriendly cottons of gray
On the ground, daisies
dotted the empty spaces
between seasoned chesnut trees
whites amongst greens
Once in a while a cold gust
swept in unannounced
brushing against diaphanous leaves
sent out a rustling sound
a soft sussuration
of an intimate conversations
between old companions

Saturday, May 11, 2013