Lost To Autumn
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I thrive for summer, dancing free,
Yet, when autumn breathes a sigh -
Whispers deep, that voice, to me,
Shadows stretch to kiss goodbye
The nape of August, bound to die.
Seems the seasons know us best,
When we ache for change, it comes,
Bright-adorned, October"s breast -
Crimsons, umbers, scarlets, plums,
Shades cascade in countless sums.
Still, what speaks to me the most -
Sharp and keen, that mistral, fall,
Shoulders back a youthful ghost,
Dressed as then, in passion's pall,
Waiting, breathless, for her call ...
Then, as now, my heart so beat
For the hope to catch her gaze,
'Twas only there I was complete,
Lost within her wondrous ways ...
Lost to love ... those autumn days.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Strand No 800, Any Theme, Any Form, Finale" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 4th Place ~ in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 14" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Bring On Fall" Poetry Contest, Francine Roberts, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2018
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