The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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October 8, 2013 at 8:42 PM
such a sweet write......... enjoyed :) LOVE ~SKAT~
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October 8, 2013 at 1:06 AM
I like the fire you wish to light Jesse, from the heart. The scenery is beautiful with the best autumn touching affect. thank you for the epic vibrant bloom feel...I'll be back tomorrow to enjoy other titles I checked out moments ago... always, Linda
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October 7, 2013 at 10:44 PM
HI Jesse, Nice write my friend.. Ken
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