Poems and Poetry

New York City Autumn | A Poem by G.S. Katz

Wind blowing
Leaves flying around
Dog moving fast
Shades of things to come

Women in tight jeans and boots
Presenting a new sexuality
Curves accented
Movement in Double D minor

It’s autumn in New York
The breath of the city
Calling me home
Heat on, coffee brewing, happy…

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