Requiem

Luminescent, rain- drizzled,
tree-lined Road,
swerving, winding, lonely, broad,
spangled with reflected stars
born of light split into parts..

Silent sentinels in green,
Flowering shrubs stand in between
and look on in solemn restraint
at phantom cars that mock a race.

Then, all of a sudden, the stars are lost.
The Moon, she vanishes,
in dark blue frost..

Leaving some jade green,
ice - dream
notes
Of a mid-September requiem..