Open Poetry #47 |
an autumn meeting |
mikeandrew Member
since 2010-11-18
Posts 198 |
we met one autumn day just as the season began to ripen on the trees, and a slight chill weaved its way into the trailing summer strands of warm sunny breezes, i remember looking into your eyes for the first time as you walked by and at that moment the rustling autumn leaves began to whisper as they floated gentle pass my heart . |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
First meetings are often times stamp into our subconscious forever. Born Free........Taxed to Death |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Beautiful thoughts on that first meeting, mikeandrew. Ida |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
That's beautiful!! Eric ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
truly, a lovely write...I especially liked the following: "a slight chill weaved its way into the trailing summer strands" |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
this poem captures the moment so well...very beautifully done and so romantic! faith There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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