Open Poetry #48 |
Falls fire |
KentAshbyKorb Member
since 2013-05-05
Posts 99Nc USA |
The sky a dying ember To match what rests between My eyes and all her members It's fall that falls between Blue to pink and purple Orange and yellow leafs Around the bent and circle The circumvent so deep The day within her casket My heart the fires seat Have but to simply bask in The end of present feats! |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
While joined together as one, each of your poem's quatrains seems to stand on it's own. Nicely done in my opinion. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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