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Autumn's Defiance

Autumn arrives with golden edges.
Its leaves, falling slowing
cast dancing shadows upon the ground.
The sky, a temporary tapestry
A kolidescope
of orange, red, yellow, green and blue.
God, the Artist of Artists,
orchestrates a temporary symphoney.
Evening arrives.
An intermission.
The leaves lay
Immobile.
Until morning
When the breeze brings back life
and the dancing begins
Mocking the determination
of Winter.

C.W

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Rain

Raindrops
Softly wash away
the silly dreams
of yesterday.
Cleanse 
the heart
the soul
of pain
for all the dreams
you'll dream again.
With all the tears
you held in store
to mix in
with the rain,
finally pour out
Bitter sweet.
Unnoticed just
the same.

1993
C.W

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The Barn

It stands there
in an empty feild
deprived of laughter and footsteps
upon its boards.

It stands there
looking strong and bold
yet somehow
feeble.

The wind blows threw it's rafters
And tousles the hay
as it was once tousled by the children.

The tireswing
thats tied upon the once strongest rafter
sways slowly
back and forth
back and forth.
Into the past
and back again.

It stands there
so old.
The children are gone,
growing old.

All that's left
are a few strands of hay,
a tire swing
and memories 
I will never forget.

C.W

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1st Mothers Day Boquete

dried flowers
bits of fragile memories
pink petals
turning 
slightly brown
with age
sat upon the kitchen table
surrounded 
by babies breath
babies tears
fear.

yellow daffodiles
golden, broken
hopes
that trued to say
just how he felt
yet they couldn't
they didn't.

petals
plucked
carefully
from where they lay
upon the kitchen floor.

broken glass
carefully swept away
from rosebuds
red droplets 
streak the tiles
beneith.

Droplets of blood
my heart , my body
spilled
to blind eyes
blind rage.

fragile petals
broken puffs
of dandilion dreams
float away

my child stares
through frightened eyes
as i attempt
to collect 
my first Mothers Day
boquete.

1988
C.W

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Summer's Surrender

Summer 
flows so quickly
into Autumn's yearning arms 
like lovers
from a distant past
that finally meet once more.

C.W

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Clad In Gold

Bound as one
apart together
Enless circles
Clad in gold.
Shadows dance
Until the dawn
Yet dreams are silent
Never told.
Fleshs fuse
embers burn
deep inside
souls in turn
yearn
to reach out
never heard.
Crying deep
Too deep to see
the tearing tears
Inside of me.
Falling swirling 
Golden chips.
Coppers bared
yet remains
unseen.