And I Stand Alone

And I Stand Alone

The transitional time of year has unfolded

The trees have lent their ear to nature's calling

Leaves turn a lively palette of red, orange, purple, and yellow

They dance and spiral through the air with wild abandonment

The fall waltz isn't eternal and undoubtedly comes to an end

Leaving flora's garb like a basket upside down

In depth layers of leaves cover the ground

Strewn haphazardly as sea shells upon the shore

And I Stand Alone

I work downtown giving out parking tickets

Some think it's dangerous some think it's shameful

Mostly it's senseless monotony round and round the block

From the cafes come flowing tantalizing smells

The window signs advertise a variety from sweet to savory

The rich strong odor draws me in for a tasty bowl of soup

Simplicity of white sharp blue cheese hot wings fill the void

I think of my favorite scent of childhood as I pay

And I Stand Alone

I step through the sparkling puddle

The rain's passed good thing my reflective coat isn't porous

The yellow reflects in high gloss windows as i walk by

I see myself flash by out of the corner of my eye

I have a fantastical thought of a 2-D world beyond the veil

In a passing bus window I see the beauty standing beside me

I decide to throw caution to the wind an roll the dice

I turn to her with a big smile to say something nice

And I Stand Alone...

* In case you didn't notice this rambling prosetry vignette used every one of the 31 daily prompts of this years Octpowrimo.