Summer As It Grieves
I hear the words. In autumn's silent verse
lie anapestic wafts of falling leaves
with golden syllables both bright and terse,
the crimson pluck of summer as it grieves.
Original poem, Autumn's Silent Verse
Posted 9/9/19
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Copyright © Dale Gregory Cozart | Year Posted 2019
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