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The ocean's in the sky now,
and all the birds are drowning
Ol' mountains sing a crisp song
while those dead aves chirp along.
Like always.
I taste autumn like menthol,
even my bones shiver now.
My steps announced, leaves become
trumpeteers in this season.
Fields suffocated, wither,
and cotton clings to asphalt:
begging wind to let it stay,
though each year it is this way.
North wind announced, flagpoles are
marching drums in this season.
I'd give my legs to see this
stately season persevere
all year, all year.
© Keegan Gilmore, 2007
- by OceanBreathesSalty |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/13/2008 |
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- Title: Continuity
- Artist: OceanBreathesSalty
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Description:
Out of love of autumn.
Catch this scent of burning leaves. - Date: 10/13/2008
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- Tiej - 05/20/2009
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good...
like the music element
but if i might be so bold as to mention that the first paragraph did not seem to fit with the rest of the poem at all sad
Change that detail and you have yourself a very personified poem - Report As Spam