Calligraphy seasons

by young rebel soulchild   Jan 7, 2012


Your lips taste like a dead summer
october seems restless
your arms , dying tree limbs
reaching out for a warmth thats gone cold
Fall to pieces
and paint your colorful mosaic
of autum leaves on the ground
your eyes told of forever
frozen in a hailstorm
November wrapped you gray
and december saw you fade away

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    I love this poem! Even though its short it says alot and is really sad. I can imagine this poem being read at someones funeral.

    5/5

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