Near Autumn

limbs have been twisted on blackened tongues of enmity twigs of tormentia broken settling deep into the arbors where sun refuses to shine disinigrated now, left a crumpled brown walked upon and crushed still somehow remembering what once was green - with life vibrant and free floating in an oceanic breeze tantalizing the tease with beauty so so tenderly but time has a way of ruining, reminding, reprimanding fated days gone ill broken in disrepair despair lost lost lost gone the songbird serenades gone
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Chircop Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 4:29 PM
Nostalgic ending."Gone are the song birds". They will.make a come back am sure. Loved yr poem
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January 31, 2020 at 5:01 PM
Thanks Charmu
Lamoureux Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 12:47 PM
I think you meant “Remembering”. I enjoyed the poem and the tree shape added to the mood.
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November 10, 2019 at 12:49 PM
Thanks Rick, that's what I get for posting from my phone
Labyrinth Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 11:27 AM
p.s. above poem is needing some Alka-Seltzer....maybe some sun - I'm sure it's dismally grey and cold there with Winter setting in. Just a 'simple' musing....
Poetry Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 11:30 AM
The clouds are grey but I see blue skies and fields of green as far as the eyes can see in the future
Labyrinth Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 8:06 AM
"Autumn reveals all her colours before Winter breezes in and tries to kiss you with her cold lips"...damn that's good, might save to quotes.
Poetry Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 11:38 AM
That is a beautiful quote, it has inspired some thoughts of the inferno of colour burst through forests and the woods.
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November 10, 2019 at 10:17 AM
https://youtu.be/ZpIhsGg2SJ0
Labyrinth Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 10:16 AM
OZ is free'er and in your face BRAVE swimming in deep water with Sharks ...U.S.A. is a Big Dream Gone Awry, in a Clint Eastwood Magnum F'cluster way.....beautiful, big 'n sexy, but somehow gone astray... Big Time, Bang Bang ...gun laws and all the rest etc...:). x
Poetry Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 9:08 AM
Home of the Brave, land of the free. T xx
Labyrinth Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 9:07 AM
A lot of history in Boston. Cool place. All of America is of interest...land of the Brave - no? L x
Poetry Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 8:46 AM
I haven't been to Boston since 96...might need a return engagement
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November 10, 2019 at 8:45 AM
https://youtu.be/g9LZ5TGMgGw
Labyrinth Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 8:36 AM
https://youtu.be/JB0A8Me8EKk
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November 10, 2019 at 8:34 AM
Interesting, considering after the 2 hour walk I did around Chicago y'day, I was walking around Boston in the rain....lovely. I love rain. Boston looks cool....
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November 10, 2019 at 8:27 AM
https://youtu.be/Dq7ZAiE_-4I
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