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
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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