Pathos

by sibyllene   Apr 17, 2007


This descent
into love, it was as
inexorable
as the coming of fall-
that beautiful, doomed season
when the trees bloom
while the flowers fade,
and the fullness of the world transforms-
a dark metamorphosis
like a butterfly who, petal wings folded,
swaths itself in sleep and shell again.
Love, this is,
that brings the end of life
in a burst of color-
the dying tree crowned with the mad, exultant glory
of the setting sun.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Devon

    I love short poems! awesome piece! keep up with the amazing work! 5/5 ^^

  • 17 years ago

    by Mo

    Truly beautiful. I love reading poems that incorporate nature. I liked how you used the beginnings and endings of nature's cycles throughout as a metaphor for love (seasons changing, blooming of flowers, sunsets, a burst of colour, a dying tree). It was sad (doomed) at the same time as being peaceful (beautiful), the mourning of one thing going, and the celebration of a new thing coming to life.

    Mo

  • 17 years ago

    by cassanova

    Very meaningful poem please read my poems"I WISH" and other featured poems

  • 17 years ago

    by Debbie

    Hey, I really like this! I had reread it several times, and it still has the same magical effect which captivated me at first read. It's so beautiful. Love's tragedy incorporated to the changing seasons equals bloody brilliant. I'm glad to have come across such an artistic piece of work. I commend your consistency!

    Take care,
    Debbie

  • 17 years ago

    by Katie

    I don't think anything needs to be changed. It has a lot of great vocabulary that blends well. Great job. :]

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