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Septembers Last Breath

Twenty four dead roses
Heat waves and reposes
No one knows what never was
Autumn breezes sing in melancholy hues

Flowers dance around paupers grave
Buried now yet never saved
From life's despair or a loving hand
Sadness is the graves last grand stand

Loneliness lost in cobbled stone alleys
No one sees the empty tear
Anxiety knifes the lonely mans fear
Autumn winds chant yet no one hears

Four and score and long ago
Childhood memories in rivers flow
Now dry and scorched on withered page
Dead poets lost in the mind of a sage

Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2017

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Melissa Tracy Date: 12/2/2017 10:15:00 AM Such a captivating emotional piece! Beautiful write! Login to Reply

Susan Ashley Date: 10/19/2017 8:38:00 PM Your beautifully written poem Arthur, has a melancholic and haunting quality to it.., it's so emotionally stirring and sad in such a deep, lovely and poetic way... Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:54:00 PM Thank you very much Susan.

Jean Murray Date: 10/8/2017 5:15:00 PM Another masterpiece from the mind of a sage. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:53:00 PM Thank you Jeannie! hugs

Robert L. Hinshaw Date: 10/8/2017 10:55:00 AM A masterpiece of writing from your very talented quill, Arthur! My kind of poetry. Glad you enjoyed the Old Retired Guys write. (I'm one of those guys since I'll be 87 come 29 Oct!) thx as always for your kind comments - Bob H Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:53:00 PM Thank you very much Robert!

Nette Onclaud Date: 10/7/2017 9:24:00 PM ohhh, this tearing poem stirs my soul as your beautiful pen bleeds with depth, arthur... huggs Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:52:00 PM Thank nette hugs right back!

Joseph May Date: 10/7/2017 9:24:00 PM This is a great write Arthur..a fave... Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:52:00 PM Thank you so much Jospeh

Tim Smith Date: 10/7/2017 10:14:00 AM Dry sage smolders to cleanse away the bad spirits...an old Indian tradition...great poem Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:52:00 PM Thanks Tim!

Sara Ella Date: 10/7/2017 8:50:00 AM I love reading this poem out loud - it has a flowing grace. You've paired your wonderful poem with a beautiful picture and despite the sad tone, your poem brings a smile :) Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:51:00 PM Thank you Sara

Agnes Krampe Date: 10/7/2017 7:06:00 AM Arthur, there are so many beautiful images in your poem that paint the sadness of endings. I especially like the first stanza. Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:51:00 PM Thank you so much Agnes.

Russell Sivey Date: 10/7/2017 6:28:00 AM This is such a fabulous write my friend! Yes, it is quite a sad subject you write about however! I hope there is healing within your heart! These troubling times are rough, but we can make it if we stick together! I truly enjoyed reading your amazing poem this morning! What a fantastic piece, Great Work!! Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:50:00 PM Thank you so much Russell.

Darren White Date: 10/7/2017 3:56:00 AM The end of September celebrated. Although it may sound anxious, in fact autumn brings beautiful colours to distract us, give us happy thoughts :) Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:50:00 PM Hi Darren, thanks!! :)

Eve Roper Date: 10/6/2017 11:15:00 PM So much sadness in this write.. Arthur, A long, long time ago, I fell into deep feeling of anxiety. My heart started to race, a feeling of doom after my sister died. Until I changed my whole life did I finally heal... I hope you find that peace after having a near death experience ... Hugs Eve ~`* Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 10/19/2017 8:49:00 PM Thanks Eve, is day by day it seems.