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Fading from life

it’s always august’s end september’s beginning that bothers me the most i feel that brush of cool air press against me like a kiss on dead lips the trees are now painted a sunset’s reflection but all i see is red in summer’s end the leaves dance gracefully beneath the winds one last time before they fall the trees will soon stand blank of life like you and you and you and my mind as i remember each ending as i watched them fall from life amongst summer’s end 09/07/13

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Date: 10/9/2013 1:51:00 AM
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Date: 9/22/2013 8:08:00 PM
A surreal journey filled with metaphor, nice! Sandra! Jamesy
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Date: 9/15/2013 7:11:00 PM
Yes,Sandra summer always ends as you say so eloquently in this poem. I hope you win the contest. Autumn has its charms as well so take heart! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
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Date: 9/14/2013 2:07:00 PM
a vivid description that is utterly lovely gl Shadow x smiles
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Date: 9/11/2013 7:24:00 PM
Incredible roller coaster of emotion here. This battle between holding on & letting go. Fantastic job.
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Date: 9/10/2013 2:17:00 PM
BEAUTIFUL PIECE WOVEN TOGETHER
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Date: 9/9/2013 12:18:00 AM
On the plus side our part of the world gets a break from the heat. Good poem
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Date: 9/8/2013 9:55:00 PM
The fall does bring a chill to my memories... summer is a lovely feeling until it gets to 120 degrees in the southwest.. This is a very lovely and heartfelt write :)
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Date: 9/8/2013 6:05:00 PM
very nicely penned Sandra...best wishes
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Date: 9/8/2013 4:25:00 PM
Reads like a winner to me..Enjoyed reading your feelings about summer's end..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
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Date: 9/8/2013 3:01:00 PM
Hi Sandra, A well crafted seasonal write..I liked this one. Ken
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Date: 9/8/2013 2:50:00 PM
- I share your feelings, Sandra .... so sad that beautiful summer says goodbye - Love your poem. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 9/8/2013 11:57:00 AM
Lovely write, Sandra...Your words moved me to see it all through your eyes. Yes, there is something sad about the end of summer. You wrote this beautifully! Thank you for your visit to my Sijo! I'm touched! :)
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Date: 9/7/2013 11:49:00 PM
WOW, I LOVE this. It's how I feel too. Gotta fave it.
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Date: 9/7/2013 9:12:00 PM
Interesting work! Thankfully seasons we do not care as much for do not last forever.:) But like emotions, they return. It was nice reading your poem today. Awesome one. Keep up the beautiful work. Always, Laura
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Date: 9/7/2013 8:50:00 PM
I guess I might feel this way if I did not live in the tropics. Just the thought of cool weather gives me happy chills. I know for some, summer ends all too soon and fall passes into winter much too soon. Your poem conveys this melancholy wonderfully Sandra!
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Date: 9/7/2013 9:04:00 PM
thank you for your kind reply...hugs :)
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Date: 9/7/2013 9:03:00 PM
I was born in October...one would think I would look forward to it, perhaps if I lived where it was warmer I may...fall always seems to bring the cold with it and that first touch reminds me of all those I lost in summer's end...