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FALL IN LOVE

F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer days come; then they go.
N ights though chill, embrace her in indigo.

L ater, in November, her sweetness wanes.
O ctober cannot stay forever loving her.
V acantly she gazes through freezing rains.
E ndearments whispered - cease - when Fall loses ardor.


Details | Sonnet | |

Lilah of the Lilacs

Like violets were her eyes when first I spied the lady with a sweet child’s face who peeked at me from bushes that she stood beside, alluring Lilah, beaming, apple-cheeked! And so it was that more and more I found myself among the lilacs in that place where first we’d met, that I might hear the sound of Lilah’s laugh and glimpse her angel’s face. On fragrant garden paths we knew the thrill of blossoming affection. Poetry was time we spent! But when my love fell ill, the autumn of our bliss was not to be. . . I visit Lilah now where she’s at rest nearby the lilac blooms she liked the best. For the "One of Your Best" contest of gautami phookan


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One Autumn Night

Beneath a moonlight black velvet sky
Where scarlet leaves from the Maple fly
On November’s  wind and breathless sighs
And a lone coyote’s distant cry
You and me where hints of winter lie
Frost nipping our toes as autumn dies
I am warmed by the love in your eyes


Author: Elaine George
September, 2014


 


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The Universe of You

THE UNIVERSE OF YOU I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue and held it there a prisoner captive to my view. I have always heard the song that's in the autumn breeze playing taps in harmony with the forest leaves. I love the smell of rain that brings the springtime into bud and swells my love of nature into a teeming flood. I celebrate the cycle of the daytime into night and find an equal blessing in the shadow and the light. I've always felt affinity for all created things and surrender to the pleasure that their beauty brings. And though I could spent a lifetime sailing drops of dew I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you. I've often sat myself by gentle mountain streams and overflowed the dams that were holding back my dreams. I've breathed the scented forest on the mountainside and washed away my sorrows in an evening ocean tide. I've laid down in a meadow and debated with the moon and spent some quiet moments on the surface of Neptune. I got married to a zodiac with one of Saturn's rings then spied a super nova and went on a cosmic fling. I've run away to nebulae in galaxy brochures and bathed in scenes of wonders on distant planet shores. Every cosmos in creation could parade before my view but I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you. I've never seen a tree once withdraw it's shade and deny a creature the comfort of its aid. I've never seen any anger in the sun at noon when it burns relentlessly on the desert dune. At sunrise I take an oath to live with all my might and reinforce my gratitude each and every night. I could spend some hours riding on a crystal flake drifting wildly in a gale mindless of my fate. Many times I've been through trials of wind and rain and snow then sentenced to the splendors that the seasons show. And though I've searched throughout creation, I must say this is true I've never seen a universe as beautiful as you.


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One Autumn Night


On a desolate splendor of this autumn night
We listen to the serene call of the gleaming moonlight
Deciduous trees stand tall to acclaim its magnificence
Conducting the melodious whispers of the cold and gentle wind
As each golden neon foliage shimmers and pirouettes on view
You hold me tight as I hold you, too
For this autumn night will rise the citadel of love…just me and you







Sept. 8,2014 11.15pm






First Place
Contest: One Autumn Night (in just 7 lines)
Judged: 12/27/2014
Sponsor: All time most fave/greatest poet, Linda


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Lives to Live

I need more lives for me to live
In this universe of beauty;
I plan more days to find new ways
Of doing freedom's duty.
I need not more joy than this
For I am life's dear lover;
And when I wage to turn the page
I'd never want another.

The glorious pledge of sunny Spring
With sweet June coming after;
Bring autumn sighs and summers cries
Lost in winter's laughter.
With virgin moons and scorching noon’s
And stars of a thousand nights;
I'd need no heaven if love be given
With all its sweet delights.

There are many splendors for the eye
And such music for the ear;
The mind would reel with all to feel
And see to touch and hear.
There's many ways to spend the days
And more to do what's kind;
For bread now cast on waters past
Returns again I find.

There are such gifted souls to know
And many more to learn;
While a promise rests in earth's warm breast
And unknown stars still burn.
In six days God made all the earth
The bible is known to say;
Six lives I need to plant a seed
Of love with one for each dear day.

But sad if love should fly away
Or hide his face from me;
Six lives aren’t much if I had such
But one’s all that need be.
With unhappy May and sorry June
Sad dawns and weary night;
A sorry world through space was hurled
When love had lost her light.


Details | Terza Rima | |

Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes 
alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys  
dreaming I saw before me a big white puff of smoke 

Drifting low circling from out of chimneys pots high 
slowly moving creeps inner vision dancing with me 
candy floss happily towards the glen sweet aroma scent

Scenting turf fires the nostrils with wild scent upon air as
a sun melting her warm fingers into one's back soothing 
pure in a baby blue clear sky setting, rising high feelings 

Upon a cool caressing Autumn breeze Mother Nature
arrives with songbirds singing sweet clearly with echoes 
and most beautiful tunes carried ever so gently in the air 

Within a quite stillness silently whispers gasp and cry
splitting down the middle a teardrop falls always slowly
in love with this forever dream, and to the end sighs

Standing on the edge of a pretty crystal cool blue pond
while watching the presence of beautiful fairy elves
and their most wonderful laughs and smiles so ever true

Smelling the wonderful aroma of pure mountain air
with that assured feeling the all is fresh, crisp, real
and flowers, plants, and grass talking to one another

Dreaming many perfect dreams of mermaids sitting
grouped in a green water pool at the waterfall’s edge
and sensing their joy, beauty, laughter, and smiles

This is what dreams are made of as we sense and see
most wondrous things and objects of perfect symmetry
as we feel mountain rain and a most delicious soft wind

Mother Nature and her magical world of treasures and
such beauty indeed make all gods of centuries past and
present stand up and applaud graciously our Dreaming One 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 20, 2014) 
(Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)


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AUTUMN ON FIRE

God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the fall season, bursting forth onto
The leaves once evergreen.
Colors of crisp snapping, auburn reds, fires aglow oranges, and
Subdued darken browns to contrast the mixtures blending, created
By the masterful hands of a higher powers creativity.
Tender timbers mutated into a glorious display of light and color,
Splashing the palette array of natural beauty.
Blessed in magnificence the lord hushes and stills, the mortal heart,
As inspiration captures the poets ink pen to write,
Upon the empty parchment page.
Strolling lovers huddle together, beneath a wondrous tapestry,
A canopy of leaf petals, that descend as it is caressed
By a chilling fall breeze.
Whispering softly in each others ears tender words
Sweet nothings, youth in utter splendor wrapped
Embraced in loves devotional shawl of emotions.
Behold vows promises of perfection uniting
These spirits of fall, united against the winter
Winds forever more.
Cold and slain lay the roses of summer, yet within
The wild heart of innocence, the flame of desire
Shall not flicker out, nay it lives strong in the young,
A blossom of delicate distention is true loves flower.
Oh in timeless remembrance as years will pass,
And only one shadow remains between these two
Souls united joined in life as one. 
Shall beyond another single silhouette awaits,
Tracing these burnt ambers of autumn from long ago,
 In cascading showers of melted colors of memory.
In angels tears a gentle rain does fall, yet a smile
Crosses the face of this eternal love, a blessings
Promise in one word spoken, always.
God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the season, bursting forth onto
The leaves of the evergreen.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Lyric | |

AUTUMN DAY

One autumn day
You thought we were done
So sure that I would run
That we were over..
But if you'd open up your eyes
You'd quickly realize
We're not through
My heart is true
So just roll over..
Let me hold you in my arms
Kiss away fears and harms
Touch all that charms
Until you see
Girl, we were meant to be
You and me
We are the song
So sing along
As rainbow leaves
Fall from the trees
And the music plays..
One autumn day

Date: 9-11-14
Poet: Lyric Man


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Bringing Autumn (Trijan Refrain)

Come dance with me, my winged escape
and skip the skies in flight
we’ll let the wind lick at our nape
and subtle touch invite.
Our cares we’ll toss to milky moon
and resonate our silky tune-
       our cares we’ll toss
         our cares we’ll toss
in freedom’s name our love commune.

Come float with me, my winged escape
on billowed waves of blue
we’ll lift the night mist’s heavy drape 
and sail on moonbeams through.
This golden eve will whisper dreams
on silver sheets where all it seems-
       this golden eve
         this golden eve
cascades our love down rushing streams.

Come bloom with me my winged escape
in midnight’s breathless hour
my petals spread ‘neath stardust cape
to nature’s heady power.
We’ll give ourselves to Spring’s last rites
awaken sleeping appetites
     we’ll give ourselves
       we’ll give ourselves
and Autumn’s zenith expedite.




~Trijian Refrain~ (a fabulous form by Jan Turner) 


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In the Autumn of my Life

I walk
through flames
of autumns’ sweet refrain-

That break beneath
a weight too much
to bear-

Where-
I tread in solitude
and mourning there-

Along a path 
of maple trees
and scented air-

As
I recall the life 
that we once shared-

~~~

And in 
the twilight hours
I see
the beauty of it all-

In every
autumn leaf
that softly falls-


~~~~~


In loving memory of:
My Father  - Harold George
Oct 27, 1927 - August 11, 2003


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Romance of Four Seasons

Where do roses birth their petals when Spring gardens disappear Where do petals bloom in Winter when white snow falls everywhere Where do snowflakes melt in Summer On silk lips brushing the cheek Where do lips steal out first kisses In between the cherry trees Where do cherries share a secret of bare branches in wild dreams Where does autumn burns the fire On carpets of yellow leaves Its the romance of four seasons Florescent fragrance fills the air the East wind keeps breezing softly Midnight bells greet each New Year And the robin keeps on tweeting butterflies flutter their wing the cricket rattles all evening the pide-piper plays and sing And the mistle-toe keeps hanging Coloured confetti chase the moon And the rainbow keeps a pathway a stream cascades in the dune And a dove flies above star dust as the white swan pirhouettes and the fire-flies keep twinkling in the lake of honey-zest
Charma


Details | Crystalline | |

Our Oak in Autumn

I left my languid thoughts cloaked in leaves
dreaming of you 'neath our oak tree.


for Rick Parise's Crystalline Contest, 11/19/14


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Indian Summer

Memories of autumn linger still
The pale sun loiters on the hill;
A prodigal year now grown old
Is gathering all her days of gold.
Flocks of birds now eager to go
We share the dream with footsteps slow;
We meet beneath the apple tree
Join hands in silent company.
We will not part love, oh not yet
Too soon the weary sun will set.

The crickets cease to sing their song
The gold and russet wilt away;
The crimson trees stayed too long
And all the sky is wet and grey.
We know at night the frost will fall
And scar the asters on the hill;
The golden rod and sumac all
Will feel the hand of winter's chill.

But love, it is not the time to part
I need to hold you near my heart;
Yesterday was such a golden smile
Today we might love awhile;
Till autumn dies and love forget
And we must leave, but dear not yet.


Details | Free verse | |

Pressed Leaves

By chance, I found them, there...
Three pressed leaves, with brittle veins of delicacy
Tucked between the pages 
Of a tattered book of poems
Overlooked and gathering dust, 
A cover worn, with broken spine
It had your names, an autumn date, 
With script inside, a faded time...

Caressed in yellowed tissue, these three from ancient trees
Discarded long ago from russet crowns 
A memory, kept, of time, so keen, 
Of a long ago, brisk autumn day?

Where leaves had fallen so bold and gay, then twirled on down
From breezes that gently made the Sycamores sway
A place you walked and held his hand, and knew forever your love would be
Perhaps beneath those trees you made a plan for me
When winter's chill and stolen years had not yet come 
Where fragrance of fall and new young love was found
From soft carpets of scarlet, red and brown

You chose these three from all the rustling hordes that grew
A tree had finished using them, in remembrance of you 
They were yours for awhile...for your love, perhaps a lover's bed
now....here in my hands they lay....
             They are mine to to keep,  pressed leaves, 
                 To keep for now, close to my heart instead...





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Autumn Love



Have written a number of love poems never one with so much meaning As I near the end of my seventy-nineth year My love is more melancholy leaning Been lovestruck for quite a number of years But now with my advancing age Our union is even more precious than ever Our love has turned a new page Tinged with a kind of quiet contentment Like a favourite easy chair Just to feel the presence of your soul mate And the love the two of you share No other feeling can even come close It defies conventional description It's the culmination of a lifetime of love In the purest form, no restrictions Why is it we only discover real love When the leaves on the trees start to fall We spend a lifetime in search of that moment When it was right beside us after all © Jack Ellison 2014


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Morning has spoken

Most beautiful honey 
deep inside the pot 
sweetly stirring thoughts
feelings velvet satin fluttering soft
touching sweetly emotions smile

Breathing in the fresh morning air 
misty capped mountains speak
echoing winds carries 
deep inside a faraway treasure
brushing across each warm skipping beat
falling dew upon the ground
thinking of you as an amazing dream 

Spirit of your beauty flies with me
dancing warm waves upon this soul 
within the loving you 
Paradise on distant sands
golden in a faraway land
across many distant seas

I lay my heart
upon the sands 
just for you my love 
Good morning most beautiful 
is when you smile


Details | Tanka | |

Autumn

Summer is gone now and fall with her beautiful face Softly just arrives. Spreading joy with her colours And thrilling with her magic. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 Copyright@2014 8.10.2014


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Autumn Enchantment

What autumn has bedecked
with plants, founts and flowers,
in colors of divine radiance
the sun hangs in the fourth sphere,
then comes purple daybreak
beautiful sky brimful with stars,
none can match mi cielo,
the lovely parts of your face!

Your black hair lost in the forest
hands soft and delicate as lilies,
hidden partially beneath your coat
breasts and arms, engirdling your fantasy frame,
stay, elusive shadow of my beloved,
lovely illusion on this soft autumn day
sweet woman for whom I love so sadly,
image of enchantment I love the best...

Today autumn washes gently along the Gulf of Mexico,
I gather cones of pines in yellow baskets,
opening a liter of sparkling red wine,
come mi corazon, in the energy of the Harvest moon glow,
for inside your simple and tender heart
my numb dreams yearn to snuggle up,
just as when the night of autumn starts,
we cuddle like two birds in cozy nests!


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn Leaves

When autumn leaves
I fall
back into memories
of spring.

When autumn leaves
I fall
back to a time
when you were everything.

When autumn leaves
I fall
softly, like a gentle snow,
back to you and I.

When autumn leaves
I fall
in winter I die
in memories of you and I.

When autumn leaves fall
brown, gold and red,
the springtime of our love
dances in my head.

But when autumn leaves...
I fall.


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ONE AUTUMN DAY

One autumn day I saw you through a store's large window
The prettiest girl I'd ever seen and one I just had to know
You were assisting a customer with confidence and grace 
You looked up and caught my eye oh the smile on your face
Like an orchestra in unison the chilled wind rose up to play
Falling leaves began to dance and I heard them softly say 
Go meet this angel she could be your wife one autumn day

Contest: Linda's "One Autumn Day"
Date: 9-11-14
Poet: Lyric Man


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The Owner Of my Heart and Me

My beloved muse,
I want you to know 
how i feel right now,
in the darkness of my room,
on this serene still night,
I think of you!
My heart is filled with you,
bleeding  with your  passion,
wrapped within your soul.
Tomorrow is another day,
We might be here, 
or we might be gone!
But tonight, I'm here,
behind the misty window sill,
looking at the secret moon,
watching its shadow on the wall,
its reflection,in cobbled streets.
and tonight, I look at the stars,
breathing in the universe,
of a hopeful faded destiny,
and I watch a dewdrop
falling slowly,on a dried,
 silent auburn leaf,
as white  winter snow flakes
cover autumn trees.
Tonight,I'm here,alone,
I watch the red breast bird,
dressed in his brown fury coat,
returning to  his nest,
flying back to the place,
He once called home.
and I watch  the world moving slowly,
with each tick tock,of the clock,
and I mold your handsome face 
your absence,in my imagination,
Your eyes,your smile,your cry,
engraved in every thought,
and Hot  tears flow brushin my cheeks,
as I die,and die,I die!!!
a faint pulse rate still going,
not knowing ,exactly where we are,
or where we'll be,
yet knowing  I must hold on,
Knowing, that I'm still in love with you,
as the first day,as the next yesterday,
to the infinite  depths of eternity.
and, I feel you,
The warmth of your heart beat,
Still there!
deep inside the inner core of me.
and i watch the gentle waves
putting up their sails,
carryin me to you,
carryin me to your arms,
and,I see you face to face,
You gaze in my brown eyes,
knowing my eyes would
never lie,and you search deep,
At last finding  the truth,
and,i watch you smile,
as i bloom in a sacred bed
of scarlet  fragrant petals ,
as you lay,and rest on me.
I feel me in your touch,
as you kiss me on my lips,
and my lashes get wet,
as you whisper in my ear,
in your unique accent,
in that amorous voice,
You're still in love with me.
then i sleep,then you sleep,
then all  dreams would be over,
and all doubts would be free.



(To my papito)


Details | Haiku | |

Falling

The dawn of true love
My heart feels comfort and peace
Falling leaves of red and gold


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While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


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My Son Moon and Star

            My Son Moon and Star ~

        Approaching the celebration of his Birth 
                cherishing the gift I received 
           within weeks of conception I knew
            something amazing was in Creation ~

            the Stars held a party
            sending me with one of their own  
    Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky   
       It was magic  It was destiny taking its flight.  

           In love with an October full moon 
               drawing and painting I liked 
             thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
                caught in a loss of time 

          Hours going by as choosing my color  
           a wittness to three falling stars 
             A clear night sky sparkle's
           A once Famous Star was sent 
            inspiring the tiny child inside ~ 

           Never a doubt in my mind at all     
       child bearing was worth any pain received
      yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
             one to cherish and hold
          My Son was born the following August ~

    working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year  
         as the set of Leverage for 3 years .

              Has done a Indie movie here  
             In Paris it was seen and honored
             coming soon filmed in Portland ~
                 "The House of Last Things "

        awaiting the credits , you will see
                        
    1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant 
   
                 My Young Lion Mans dream ~
        A proud mom I watch every show and the credits 

        as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
              My Son &  Moon and Star  
               A name you will all know ~

            Happy Birthday to my creative Son
             you will exist in my heart forever~
                        and thereafter               
                             Mom


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Being In Love

Being in love is when
Veils of mist vaporize
And swollen buds appear
To brighten jaded eyes.
When they open up
The heart defibrillates;
Then the rush of passion surges
And intoxicates.
               *
Being in love is when
Dreams of autumn whisper low;
And the love fires burn
In the frost of winter's snow.
But the leaves spin and turn
When sorrow's pain of losing
Feels such exquisite pain;
And things beyond one's choosing
See love go again.
              ***


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Lost Memories

We drank a glass of crimson wine
We drank to long lost days;
Where in the past sweet memories shine
When our love was all ablaze.
But seasons died and visions fade
With phantoms of love's lost dream;
The joys we knew have never stayed
They sleep within this ruby stream.

We picked the purple grapes that lay
Beneath the brilliance of the sun;
Where the shimmer of an autumn day
Was reflected where the waters run.
We hoarded all the clustered shapes
That brought old times conjured up;
Of feet that danced upon the grapes
And wine that filled the chalice cup.

Within these drops of crimson lie
Blushing shackles holding fast;
Those dancing shadows that can't die
Brought fleet winged dreams that hurry past.
We touched the goblet's silver rim
Each sip adored the grape's sweet stain;
Then bubbles sprang from the brim
To assault the spaces of the brain.


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With you in autumn evening

The sweet songs of birds, We hand in hand across the lawn, Pansies white yellow and violet Tossing their heads in the breeze. Somewhere the sound of falling leaves. The sound of squirrel cracking the walnut. Calm weather warm sun, White fluffy clouds forming different shapes, A passenger flight in the blue sky, Sun born in the horizon and about to fade in the horizon, Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest, Shutting and opening of our lips, Your unkempt hair flying backwards, Yellowish west sky. Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow. If I could stop this world from spinning, I would do so, Just to be with you In this autumn evening.


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Autumn Love

As flames of summer’s infatuations wane, a new love,
  Unheralded yet undaunted, arrives,
    Transforming and maturing until, like trees windblown, though
      Unclothed and trembling at winter’s onset, remains
        Moored in a strength of devotion which does
          Not burn out like summer’s lust.

    Love in autumn, mellowed,
      Overspreads. . . and though the deepened russet and
          Vermilion hues of fall eventually are touched by frost, its
             Essence will ever endure.


Details | Lyric | |

Once upon a memory

The sun has risen in my night but I was blind to see the light The moon have sunk in a new dawn I dreamt too long,and it was gone.... Now i stroll over the shore gazing above the horizon to find a shooting star But what's the use of shooting stars which fade too far from where you are? What's the use to make a wish when you are not with me What's the use of sprinkling spells on once upon a memory? What's the use for candles on the sand If you're not here to hold my hand What's the use of fragrant words when autumn leaves are burnt What's the use for hearts to beat when worlds don't understand? Last petal falls upon my feet the wind blows in my hair a melody on starry night Hushed whisper in my ear Soft music plays in distance the guitar 's not there So what's the use for symphony? Once more I'm deaf to hear Slowly i tiptoe to the stone wall which stands behind the old Palm tree Slowly I seek deeper as a tiny shadow i see a shadow which keeps growing and getting close to me Its my imagination It must be a fantasy In silence I walk back to where our cabin used to be My fingers bury footprints which I found by the sea.
Charma This is a fiction poem inspired by a song i was hearing called 'Love is blind' by Donny Montell