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Autumn's Legacy

Gazing from afar, amid still frame silence...
Watching her making way unto the parks bench
Blue skies taking a drag from my cigarette; sketching
Divinities staircase within my mind; transcending this Autumn's
Canvas but a silhouette her bridals path winding, through a breath..
Reaching out her gentle hand whileas a white dove, the symbol of love 
Descends from it's perch atop porcelain clouds to drink, from this her tears
Pangful spheres risen from a crystal heart; cast aside yesteryears cherub wings...
She awaits endless dreams; to awaken from this valley of broken things; her beauty.

                                                                    
 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/14/2013 7:04:00 PM
Really quite mesmerizing, John. I like poetry that escapes the moment and lets me come along.
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Date: 11/14/2013 11:11:00 AM
They Breath--- Love the ending from Child Autumn's" ---- and once again, her beauty is like a gift left behind to consume and enjoy. Very deep, John.... majestic cameo at it's finest.... always~ Linda
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Date: 11/13/2013 8:54:00 PM
This unique beauty touches my heart..Going to my favs John..Charma.
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