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Autumn Approaching

Rainy day here 
    in the city 
Cooling us down from
          summer heat
 The steam from 
       the sidewalk 
will eventually 
    cease to rise 
Summertime is drawing to an end 
Cooler winds will soon prevail 
The time of firecrackers, and lazy beach days 
will soon make way for the time for football 
and the high holidays 
Soon the forest will 
be ablaze with red and gold colors 
Autumn is approaching 
Time continues its relentless onslaught 
The years are not always kind 
   Yet I look forward to autumn 
   In autumn light life becomes 
             clearly delineated 
The autumn breezes 
    will blow away sorrow and pain 
   The autumn sun 
will shine down 
  and with it happiness 
will return to the land 
Life is often bittersweet 
  Yet, if we take our time 
We can enjoy the 
  beginning of autumn 

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2015

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A FALLING MAN

The wind passed through the trees 
A delicate touch 
A delicate leaf, 
fell on me 

Crisp and tan, 
down it fell... 
You cannot change 
A turning leaf 
A falling leaf 
A falling man 

I held it in my hand 
So light... 
So fragile... 
How this leaf could withstand 
A Summers season 
Now a dying Autumn, 
in this changing land 

The colour turned... 
The leaves fell on me 
A falling man, 
in a changing Autumn land 

A delicate touch 
A delicate leaf 
Could be crushed 
Yet, with a soft blow 
I let an Autumn leaf go 

The leaves falling... 
From an Autumn tree 
Crisp and tan 
A falling man 
A falling leaf 
A falling me 

I will appear 
Lush and green, 
in a summer next year 
A delicate leaf 
you have seen 
you have let it go 
in a changing colourland so 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006

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Embracing with thy heavenly father

  


Embracing with thy Heavenly Father, there's no better feeling, feeling that warm, soft, hold in a sisters arms, 
Embracing with Thy Heavenly Father,  only a true sister, child of God would understand, no words needed, just two spirits joined together in His Holy name,  no two people are ever the same.

Having a dear friend, care about you, with asking nothing in return, time stands still, for life is beautiful again, pray, He is listening, speak, HE is there, He made you for this very reason....

Embracing With Thy Heavenly Father, where ever two or three are gathered, There I will be, it's o.k to let go, for I see your tears softly falling, It's my Spirit filling your Heart, fear not, for I will Never Depart...

Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2016

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From Times Square

Dazzling lights 
Throngs of people 
Walking through crowded streets 
  Reminds us of why we live here 
Costumed performers - Bright theatre marquees 
Seeing those sights brings happiness 
   to native and tourist alike 
  Autumn - a chill in the air 
  Undaunted, the bustling crowds 
head for dinner and a show 
No place quite like it anywhere 
The masses of people 
   are taking their full measure 
of urban joy 
Double decker buses move down the avenue 
  as newcomers to the Big Apple get their firs bite of it 
Even those who have lived here 
   their entire lives 
Still feel exhilarated as they pass Times Square 
Electricity lights up the metropolitan scene
The city is working its magic 
Untold thousands on the avenue 
Eyes meet - a feeling of urban love 
  works its way into the hearts 
 of the masses gathered there
   The city

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014

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Walk A Mile In My Shoes

I know this is for comments so I want to start out by telling all a story:

I am a brain surgery savior and it stinks at spelling even with spell check on the computer because if you don't hit the right button to start with the spell check can't help you get it but if your memory has been cut open know one knows and even I can't remember what I should type so I try everyday. 
My grammer stinks but I think living behind this screen has help me deal with
my cancer better than any other Doctor out there.

SO if ya'll say anything that I don't like I pull up my big girl panties and get right 
back out there and try again because stick and stones are all that can hurt me
and my daddy told me when I was but a little gril opions are like a**holes everybody's gotta's them and some of them stink so just don't breathe so deep.

Copyright © Patricia Bernard | Year Posted 2014

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I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS

I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees



 
2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2013

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Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012

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Praying For Rain -Chris D Aechtner-

Praying For Rain  (collaboration with-Chris D. Aechtner)


by~ CHRIS D. AECHTNER:

She resembles a ghost from the past,
and I wonder how long she will last?

There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a film of sickness.

She still smiles through a frown of pain,
strengthening my resolve to see this through,
to make sure we both equally gain.
And when the waves finally pull her away,
pull out her dying breath,
will she transform back into rain?

She leans on me, light as a feather.
So light and fragile.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

Hold her hand,
hand her back a smile,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.


*** by~ POET D:

Feel her peace,
Listen for her voice,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.

My dreams will always wonder in her field of rain.
A journey withered under the wavy seas.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

Light as a feather, I fell her Autumn sun,
I feel her presence, her sickness is gone,
upon my face I feel the moonlight rain.
At last she is leaving behind these wiping tears.
Her rain-less eyes now open the seas and skies,
pouring her jewels of purity in to my heart.

There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

She is the ghost from my past
and I pray for this essence of her rain to last.


A Collaboration with *Chris D. Aechtner

~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2011

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Autumn Love

Our Autumn Love

How many ages past as I recall
An image of my brawny self to quell
The ominous fear of growing old soon
What, Pray, intervenes to recast that spell
Voluminous love of feeling and touch
Render to me your body with lust
Crushing embraces and wet kisses on
your soft and flaccid skin, your oily shine
Give impetus to move my palsied hands
Across your bare exterior to soothe 
and utter sweet expletives in your ear
Our eighty plus years have not bound our souls
Just a brief sojourn to the climax of love
©Ralph Sergi April 21,2016
*This poem is not necessarely meant to be sensual
but as a message to seniors that love whether
 physical or spiritual should be the  last thing you enjoy
 until your dying day. 

Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2016

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Fall Begins -Ballad Stanza-

The Fairies dress in their warm coats a cool, Fall chill is in the air around them, to the ground, leaves float they dance around, without a care. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Sept.24/2013 I haven't penned one of these for quite a while. I would love to join them in their little dance. :O)

Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2015

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Blue Butterfly


blue butterfly
dark night sky.

Crystal wings
dance of joy
Wings spread wide
make me beautiful

flying town
under bridge.
shimmery stars
gazing moon,


blue butterfly
dark night sky.

a dream
makes no sound.
can't be seen.
just flies.
flies to the moon

blue butterfly
dark night sky.

spectrum glimmering
dance on the wind
my heart flutters,
touching sky flying high

Copyright © Anita sharma | Year Posted 2015

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SEASONS OF LOVE

We met during winter 
He 's a sophisticated jester 
A twinkle on that saturday night 
A nightingale on my sight 

We became lover on spring 
Love pours on rain and lightning 
Marks on one way road 
Shows like continuous chord 

We shared love last summer 
Under his expensive chandelier 
Inside his enchanted place 
I 'm like a princess blinded to his face 

You leave me this autumn 
In pieces and torn 
Imprison to the feelings i have 
In this pluasible love

Copyright © Reuben Escarlan | Year Posted 2014

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Sanctuary

Sanctuary


Whenever you are not here with me, 
There is a place I go that makes me feel whole.
It takes away my fears and restores my soul.
This is my Sanctuary, it is filled with flowers to make me think of you. 
Seeing the birds sing their songs makes me feel calm and peaceful.
So I go to Sanctuary thinking of you completes my world.

Copyright © Carl Rosine | Year Posted 2015

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The smell of autumn

The smell of autumn on the breeze

make's me feel so serene

Colored leaves floating down

lay a blanket of beauty on the ground

When the sun rise's up

splaying out it's radiate light

touching dew covered leave's

Red, Gold and Green

A faucet of tranquill reflection

Creating a scene to be seen

Wrapping the heart with gratefull intent

Relaxing the mind from all life's extremes

Leaving behind all the stress and bad dreams

Blocking the toxic seeping of noise

There is only me and the tree's

and the smell of autumn on the breeze

 

Copyright © summer ratliff | Year Posted 2008

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the arsonist

he was there just like before 
my mind wandered
as he gazed 
out the window 

as traffic approached 
he opened his jacket 
retrieving a pack of cigarettes 
Winston's his favorite brand 

he would tap the butt 
on the table top 
suddenly he took out a match book 
revealing the red stick

igniting the tobacco flashes before me 
as screams evolved my space 
a man a match a blaze 
my eyes wide shut 

as he controlled the town with his 
hands sirens sounded amidst 
mayhem chaos and confusion 
he had killed again

forcing me to witness 
his wrath once more 
one man one match one blaze 
he had captured me now 

there was no turning back 
this I knew full well 
he would end my life 
why if I ever tell 

why that would be revealing hell
suddenly his eyes turn to coal black 
the darkness covered the diner
as men played pool gathering sticks

and cubes my mind wandered 
my eyes watching the match 
meanwhile the gravity began to pull me
from a standing position leaning 
against a bathroom stall

i had heard the plot the plans
the wretchid toiling of souls
thee arsonist drooled over pages
blue prints and eviction notices 

that read code enforcement
his finger tips were thick full of fungus
i arose from a stand still when he announced
the demolision of a rotten hotel 

claiming his insurance taxes 
surely the tenants would pay dearly
on this autumn day he collected dynamite 
copper wires and lot's of mud and puddy 
destruction would occur from a single match

souls began to reach for me one by one 
the counting of 8 lives to perrish on this date
fearless he approached the workers you you and him 
i remember thinking oh how grim 
one man sitting with two eyes of dark coals
one man one match 8 souls

Copyright © Yolanda Jones | Year Posted 2011

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Silently

Тhe ending winter broke 
the last crystal day
I thank you for thee are
to light my inner flame.

The linden spread its planets-
a scent of spring and laugher
I thank you,dear,for you felt
despite them all, my order.

The winds with airy palms
are waving stifling wheat.
I thank you for the hands
wherewhit you swung my locks.

Ashy autumns shiver,
telling me to let you go,
but you catch every tremor
sighted by my stilly lips

And words not leaves are falling
Yes, this leafy autumn 
for us is like an altar,
I swear,I need you to bear. 

Look, silence already raps
at our foggy window.
I thank you for you're here
and still have faith in me.

Copyright © Rumiana Borisova | Year Posted 2006

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Autumn Razors

Every Autumn you come to  me

Like a haunting ghost

The vision is surreal

But the deep scar is bleeding

The deeper the cut opens

The pain radiates through my breath

You will forever be my unfinished business.

-Heather Boardman

Copyright © Heather Boardman | Year Posted 2014

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An Autumn King

The growing of a boy
To a man
Steps learned
The passage of journeys
Of the heart
Of the mind
Of the trees

There can only be
One Earth King
Love can never die
He lives
For, he is part of everything

His crown
Now decorated with leaves
From an Autumn Queen
For a boy born in Autumn
Became a man
Became a king
Became everything

The Whispering trees
Sent a leaf
For a new King to wear
For a King crowned
Upon his knees
The responsibility to bear
Of Heartstone
 
The new King stood up
Proud and tall
With Autumn leaves in his crown
The gathering of the Elements
The Seasons
The Winds
Celebrated in the Great Hall

Faeries,flew
Trees, whispered again
A beginning
Something new
For a king
A beginning
To a new reign

The Heartstone glowed
For a King
Who stood tall
An Autumn boy
The joy
The love
Brought in to a hall

A sense of sadness
For the passing
Of an Earthen King
His face
His stories
Now on the Tapestry of Magic
That hung in the Great Hall

His love
For everything
The Learning of the Wise Ways
His humility
Is what makes a great King
 
The leaf
Given by the Whispering Trees
Glowed
Upon his cloak of forest bark and leaves
He kissed it,
and believed

A sense of joy
For an Autumn King
The tears that ran down his face
Were tears of sweet gentle rain
For a boy
A new beginning
Born in Autumn
Became a man
Became a King

Matthew.B

Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2014

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JOY

As the autumn of life drifts in
The lights of my eyes grow dim
With the joy of my years
Still beside me here
There is not much that I will fear

As the winter of my life arrives
My voice will be just a whisper
With the joy of my salvation
Waiting for me at the station
I will in quiet adoration kneel

In my mind spring will beckon me
The baggage  old and beat I'll leave
With the joy of my life just within sight
The constant yearning will cease
As perfect  joy will become complete
~*~



Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2007

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Tears of loneliness

IN THIS LONELY PIT
I WAS BORN UPON IT THORNS
TO WALLOW IN TEARS OF DEFEAT
NO! I HAVE NO WORLD TO CHERISH MY HORNS
THE SON OF THAT OUTCAST
WHOSE HEART BLEEDS APART
APART TO FLOAT IN HIS TEARS


IN THIS LONELY PIT
I FOUND NO WORLD THAN WALLS
WALLS OF DEPRESSION AND HATE
WALLS THAT EVERYTHING AT ME SPATE
WHAT IS LOVE? IN THIS ITCHING NET
NET THAT SPARK PERILS AND FATE
FATES OF SORROW SO DEEP
DEEP IN THIS PIT
DEEP IN MY TEARS.

©MICHAEL EDISON
 5/7/2016
www.michaeledisonideas.com.ng

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2016

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vexed moment

Oh! Thus 
came the 
saddened 
breeze
Wrapped 
me in the 
feathers of 
unawares
How my 
helpless 
rationale 
bid to 
cease
At a time 
when 
gods and 
fairies 
discussed 
their 
affairs...

Copyright © Plato Agbo Dozie | Year Posted 2013

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NOT ENOUGH TO LOVE

Not enough to love
Held too close to even see what you did not mean
But a memory of a shadow erased.
What I saw looking at you, was nothing, but a temptation
I needed deliverance from and still be holy.

Erased the memory of the past to find my future you’re not in.
The thought of having you around made me
Realize that I was man enough to say my heart won’t stop,
Just to be broken by your useless speech of regret.

Sky does not fall this time, but I’m keeping my cool
Forgetting all that ever came to my life that you made known
For all I ever learned was you are not patient than your words
For long have you forgotten that it does not last, but stays

Chasing after what cannot be found in the outer, but in the heart
Will only make me realize that I’m the only one crazy to fight
For one that won’t even stay to see the battle to the end till one
But this time it’s meaningless to stay when I can breathe alone

It’s meaningless to stay where no one can come and give me a hand
So to stand alone it will take the best out of me to even cause
A feeling of doubt in my mind and never to love again in this life
But I won’t be so meaningless because I give you what I know, I’m free                       By: Karen mathe

Copyright © karen mathe fumani | Year Posted 2015

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THE DARK BLUE WORLD

My Moondust said to me….

At the waters’ edge

Of a stream, running free

Beware the Dark Blue World

You are not ready

 

I fixed her with a quizzical eye

She smiled softly

Faeries have always known

Of things beyond

For now…

My love 

Let it lie

 

The Dark Blue World

Knows of you

You know not of futures made

Past

Here and now 

Of paths, laid

 

The path to travel

Is not yet made for you

Only with me

Can you be guided safely

 

Soon

Under an Autumn moon

We can see

Everything in the Dark Blue World

what it means to me

Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2009

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dream

not in day, in night
a lot numbers of stars
shining in the dark sky
oh! a falling star
coming in the direction of my heart
it will reach or not
a great thought
it will reach or not
twinkling of stars in twilight sky like
princesses dancing in the joy
a graceful dance 
but this my dream by chance.

Copyright © Deeksha gehlawat | Year Posted 2016

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THOUGHT OF A TORTOISE

Thoughts are mixed with any
Of the feelings and emotions constitute
A magnetic force which attracts other 
Similar or related thoughts within
If only I have legs that can walk 
As fast as that of humans, I could 
Have run around the world.

If only I have no house on my back
I wiLl walk faster than the pride ostrich
How I wish I have a human brain
I would have rule the world with ease
If only I could fly like the birds
I would fly so high to all parts
Of the world making light that wiLl
Sustain mankind, then I will decorate the
Universe with a glorious fragrance of hope

If only I am not a tortoise but a parrot
I would have sing to the world a melodious love song
That wiLl change the heart of animals called man
If only I am a lion, I could have rule the world
But now I am a slow animal, it makes no difference 
Like humans who wish they could but could not in the long run.

Copyright © john chizoba vincent | Year Posted 2015

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Autumn Rosebud

Autumn Rosebud; a ballad


Where art thou, mine dear Rosebud? 
Thou art dearly missed within mine heart. 
Thy tears I beg thee not to shed to forlorn 
Mine departure, for we shalt never come apart. 


Thine pages unfold to a new start. 
I mourn thy brilliant blue orbs that art beyond doubtful fathom, 
And I mourn thy red lips drawn with timeless art. 
A sign; I need thee to reveal thy blissful blossom. 


Our organs therein shalt never depart. 
I hold thee deep within mine timeless autumn; 
For eternity I cherish thee, never to part. 
You remain blessed; betrothed, we shalt be within mine nameless sanctum.

Copyright © Shane Mohamed | Year Posted 2014

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The Day You Came Into My Life

So pleased you came into my life,
thank you for opening my soul to love again,
it has been so long since I have sneered like this,
so long since I have loved like this,
so long since I wanted to share my being with another.

I trust that Supernatural being sent you into my life
 to give me something to battle for, 
to show me there is love in this creation, 
to give me courage and to bring me pleasure, 
all the proof in Divinity I need is in you,
you are a gift from the atmosphere.

So many times I assumed I would never find somebody,
to love me the way I needed to be loved. 
Then you came into my life and showed me
what true love really is!
When I miss you, I don't have to go far...
I just have to look inside my soul, 
because that's where I'll find you.

I used to wonder what I was waiting for, 
why there was always something that felt not quite right.
But when you came into my life,
I learned the answer to my question.
I was waiting for you.

Copyright © Seth Yuhi Musinga | Year Posted 2016

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one thousand times

We must have passed one thousand times
it's what I remember, deep down in my mind
Each time we passed, I held back on words
Could she really like me?
the thought seemed absurd
For so many years, I've thought of these words
Ive sat in the darkness, my heart kept in check.
Except the times that Id think,of my tounge on her neck
I have thought just to kiss her one thousand times
if she'd think me crazy-just out of my mind
No one could I tell of the thoughts that I had.
Destin forever to feeling a cad.
I thought just to hold her one thousand times
My wish was to tell her, if she would not mind.
Our paths have now crossed after thousands of days.
I found her on facebook, We've now started to play. 
So now I can tell her my thoughts through the years.
Our paths finally crossed and the answer to prayers.
If only she'll hear me.I can wipe away tears.
RJM 2015

Copyright © Robert Moan Jr | Year Posted 2015

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The hunt

The great game is who I am allowed to be
the game is my name and the only way, 
time flies by without the look of death in a single eye. 
What is this "Mad world" men put their selves into, 
when the great game is out of their way in the woods, standing far away?
 I do not wish to know, for only the snow, can mask the intend glow of foot prints left for me to know, 
which leads to death and the other home. 
I'm the game, the elk, mighty and young, being hunted by you,
 the great game attendee. 
The game just begun as you take that hat place on you head,
 grabbed your bag 
and load your gun.

Copyright © jessie conner | Year Posted 2016

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On Winds Of Time

The beauty of that place was such
that I just hadn't mattered much.
Except for me, the trees were bright
with vibrant leaves.  Oh, what a sight!
The crowds would mingle and would rest
among the brightest and the best
where thoughts and dreams together meld
in beauty so unparalleled.

Those autumn trees would grin and shout,
"Hey, look at us.  Come check us out.
We've colored leaves for you to see."
And so it was for ev'ry tree -
except for me with branches bare.
I didn't brag.  I didn't dare -
for people laughed - and newlyweds
just rolled their eyes and shook their heads.

A boy yanked off my one last leaf,
then ran away - that little thief!
So there I stood, ignored, alone.
I was a poet tree, unknown.
Exposing all my worthless whims,
the breezes weaved around my limbs.
The days were long and getting cold.
I knew that I was growing old.

A gentleman came strolling by
who paused a bit.  I don't know why.
He was a man, quite elderly
who found an old leaf under me.
He picked it up and for a while,
I thought I saw a little smile.
He contemplated for a time
and then reread my dead leaf rhyme.

I'm not a poet tree, they say
so yes, my poems blow away.
But high in humble love they sail -
across the plains and over vale,
over seas and over shores,
before they rest near Heaven's doors.
They're found by men of humble heart
whose souls are touched and set apart.

Let colored leaves not camouflage
those covered trees that sabotage
the perfect rhymes of poet's love
which blow as snow from God above.
God's love is oftentimes disguised
from people who are mesmerized
by pretty leaves that promise bliss
and worlds of joy and happiness.

But seasons come and seasons go
as brooks and streams and rivers flow.
They never stop.  They never end.
If only man could comprehend.
For sailing from the empty trees
are tears of love inside the leaves.
So leaves as these are worth the rhyme
and fly along on winds of time.

©2015 louis gander - www.ganderpoems.org

Copyright © louis gander | Year Posted 2016