Long Loveautumn Poems
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Cartilage Cartridge Carthage
Spread my skin around your city limits
And sow these Dragon Teeth to reap my heart
Apple red lace, apple sweet lips, apple techie, apple allergy
Let's play Adam and Eve and make faces at the devil, because we own this Tree
My fingers plow the earth and pluck your laughter off of autumn branches made of purple ties and navy sweatpants,
water the butterfly's palm with these kisses and tether the sun to the pier so you can light up the day and night at
once.
Where I might somewhere be speaking birds out of my mouth, I'd much rather here have this butterfly land on my
lips and silence my.
Memories Of Love
Memories of a love so very long ago lost
The scent of your hair willing my senses
The look in your eyes as you clung to me in a thunderstorm
Your voice as you spoke my name and said “I love you”
That first kiss in the coolness of a autumn morning
The dance we had where you stepped all over my feet
Your first cooked meal and the special taste of charcoal
The talks we had that lasted until the sun rose above the horizon
Making love on the beach as the last vestiges of light filled the western sky
The smile on your face when you agreed to be mine
The tears you had when we had our first fight
The way you laughed when I said it was all my fault
Those are memories from a love that started before time
A love that grew through all of history
A love that now is fading to the past
Except for memories
Form:
Autumn Belle
fell in a deep well,
the animal rescue team came,
but the well's cavity was too narrow...
they waited until Tom brought a drill. And meow
after meow she gradually became ill;
and more famous than Hollywood stars she became,
but could stardom have helped her fright,
if she was hungry and trembling with fear?
Yes, the chance of survival was slim for Autumn Belle!
Autumn Belle,
loved to play with Ginger and Bill,
but they warned her of the danger
by pointing their finger
to the direction of the well,
but as agile and smart as she was,
she never understood what they meant...
'till tragedy stroke as her claws dug into the wet grass,
peaking inside to satisfy her curiousity in a minute or less.
No, death wasn't foreseen for Autumn Belle!
Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci