Dark Poetry #4 |
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Season's Talk |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Water sits on the chateau Where raisin fields gather. Skies move wide, Suns ray total the town’s eye. Crops breath, then grow, Liven to farmer’s hands of steel. Autumn falls on each leaf’s face, As moon sits waiting on Sautrday. Coffee and roosters begin life’s breakfast, as the town's season has yet to feel autumn. |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
this is a kind of abstract look at a single moment in life and what all the things around it are doing. great job on capturing the moment right before autumn. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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