Stephen Parker Poet Rhyme

Autumn's Final Toll

Chilling tides turn the leaves of my soul
For Summer's balmy days I pine and troll
Residual reams of light o'er slighted heart scroll
Scourging winds erode my wavering, intellectual pole
Truant feelings flood my sensory console
Alternating, rancid dreams my psyche patrol
Molting mind is making my wit drab, droll
Burrowing through lengthening nights; entrenched mole
Color blind, as metastasizing changes o'er my body roll
Twining memories strand my spirit on life's, rocky shoal

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Sylvia Coulstock October 18, 2010 at 12:45 PM Hi Stephen I think this is very intelligently written.I'm not familiar with monorhyme.I think it must be quite hard and you've accomplished it very well with your same ending line phoenetic sound and yet making sense of everything,also using beautiful imagery.I've got alot to learn. luv June(sylvia)

Dr.Ram Mehta October 18, 2010 at 10:41 AM Yes, we are about to say goodbye to the autumn - nice expressions on autumn, Stephen