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1. Letti...
Fall
I am a leaf
And my whole world is falling down
Can't recognise my friends
Their new clothes are yellow, red and brown
When wind gets stronger
Some of them make up their mind
Take a big jump
And like butterflies they start to fly
Sometimes I feel
their passionate dance will never end
Time is their slave
None of them ever needs to land
But sooner or later
They all fall and kiss the cold ground
If I look down
I see never-ending colorful crowd
I am not ready yet
But the wind is sighing my name
I am just a leaf
And I am part of this beautiful play
2.flaggwalkstheline...
A time for waiting
Autumn is the only time of year
For us
The lonely people in black coats who wait on street corners with our hands in our pockets
Digging deep into emptyness
For the rest of the spinning sun cycle
The land is green and joyous or celebrating eventual growth
We scuttle like asthmatic rats in the sunlight
But when summer’s citric tidal passion finally ebbs into waves of dull gold and cracked brown
Autumn waits like an expectant lover in a darkened motel room
One lightbulb hanging powerless
The leaves hack chlorophyll tuberculosi as they drop no-eyed from the trees
Coughing under my boots
I wait for further equinox instructions
The wind smiles but it’s the smile of bitter victory and bruised apples
I wait
Through leafless lilac bushes and the peeling of white paint
Through burned out bulbs and nights growing long like dark hair
I tap the smudged windows with my dirty fingernails and wait
I wait for a spear of sunlight to pierce the veil of ice
But at least during autumn when the leaves speak to me
And the sky holds it's grey breath until it turns briefly blue
Like a child about to dive into a swimming pool in those bright but lost hours of summer
I do not wait alone
3. Cozener...
End of Autumn
We stood facing each other in the chill orange gold
Each of us wanting to speak but finding no words
We just stood, our thoughts stymied by pain and pride
Never so loud seemed the breeze and chirping of birds
“I’m sorry” burned in the front of my mind
But I could not force it up from my throat.
I could see the need for it in her eyes
But between us had formed a fathomless moat.
As she turned away my heart reached out
But she said not a word, no farewell bidden
I watched my friend walk off into autumn
And I knew I would never see her again.
4. Lady Hitchhiker...
Almost a Dream
In a clearing
almost a dream
I stand
barefoot
waiting for absolution
waiting for resolution
waiting for the future
while the world dies
and spins
and falls
and changes
color dwindling
color growing
my decision grows clear
air crisp
toes crinkling through the desolation
wondering why death is so pretty
and rebirth so uniform
waiting for the reincarnation
waiting for the revolution
of season
I still stay here.
seeing things from the view of the leaf.
Originally Posted by Girlystevedave
