and the autumn





in the bleak
unaware thoughts
sharpened words

the scent of whispers soft
telling secrets we forgot

and the autumn
colours blending with longing white
sheets stretched in morning

me a sentence waiting for you



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-09-01 at 13:05

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J. E.
Great poem! Kind of reminds me of one I wrote myself, "Our failure", though I'm sure your message is quite different. Anyway, this was a pleasure to read and I look forward to more.
2007-09-01