Sunday, November 3, 2013

Autumn

Autumn


There are days when the leaves are
a perfect shade of liquid gold or
a redhead you used to make blush

When a city fountain dances in the
Autumnal light of night, whispering, whispering, whispering

When the deal goes better than expected
when the chicken diablo needs a celebration
when that song plays, you know, that one

When times cries out that it should be shared,
that it must be shared

Those are the minutes you miss her,
when a held hand makes you whole

Like a first grandson, like sleeping in spoons,
like saying softly, good night

And hearing a voice say back,
you're a good man





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  2. nice...i like how the city foundation dances... and yeah...there are many positive things i connect with autumn as well and it's beautiful color palette...

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    1. Oops, you found the typo, Claudia…fountain.

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    2. A parade of emotions built on autumn colors...I like your perspective and especially the moodd of missing someone.

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    3. Beautiful my Orange friend and I know you’re a good man.
      Anna :o]

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