Seasonal

Fall descends as Summer leaves. Autumn cools a skewed romance. Here we find a heart that grieves, While the other lives to dance. Short the span of peak allure. Egos start to hum the blues. Mirrors follow and procure Any truth you wish to view. If the other shoe be age, Let it drop, accept the dread. Earplugs mute his music's rage, Yours in stacks beneath the bed. Flattery can quickly blind When it's served in large amounts. Don't leave common sense behind, With a dwindling bank account. Trochaic Tetrameter. Rhyme / AB-AB Gene Bourne. 02-05-13. .

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Liam Mcdaid

Date: 10/2/2014 11:46:00 AM

very beautifully drawn piece gene

Liam Mcdaid
Date: 10/2/2014 12:19:00 PM

i have thousand more so many written everywhere

Gene Bourne
Date: 10/2/2014 12:07:00 PM

That's appreciated, liam. I'm still amazed at how many poems you've composed over such a relatively short time span. I'm about to dive in. I think I'll alternate pages.....Thanks again..YF ...Gene

Thomas Carney

Date: 9/5/2014 3:21:00 PM

Gene Bourne You work well with the #7. Is my favorite number, but not yet in poetry. You nailed this and it shows your ever present repertoire in prosody. The last two lines sort of give the ready the "lesson of the story." Well told, and the progression to that end was at worst suspenseful, at best intruiging. One can't go wrong here. Congrats. Thomas

Gene Bourne
Date: 9/6/2014 4:18:00 AM

Thanks, Thomas. Once you hit your stride in "The 7's, you'll never look back. I appreciate your kind remarks on a poem that needs a few tweaks. You are very kind in your comments. Your friend...Gene.

Gene Bourne

Date: 7/2/2014 3:25:00 PM

Revised - 07-02-14.