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Fall Without a Crunch

September 17, 2013
By FilmEcho68 GOLD, Wentzville, Missouri
FilmEcho68 GOLD, Wentzville, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"When you want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe then you will be successful." -Unknown

Thin grass blanketed in sheets,
my lungs wide with crisp air.
Arms bare, legs covered,
the sun failing to fry the cool air.
With a step the wind whispers
and my hair transcends.

Leaves sing a song in low baritone,
the weep of death as my shoes pass over them.

I feel the peeling bark,
an old tree begs goodbye,
their shattered stain glass droops in color,
proclaiming last hope.
Without harmony the grass begs
as it is burried alive.

Beside a brook, the toe of my boot lingers,
a sting of cold rushes over, the spell of winter almost here.
Leaves push up against rocks
as they are bodies of summer
floating down to the cemetery of fall.
beseeched the wood, death lingering within.

One last gust shook the earth, I stand frozen,
Summer has lingered no longer.

The author's comments:
I gave myself the challenge to write a poem about fall without mentioning the usual "crunch" of the leaves many fall poems suggest. I wanted to be more creative in the way I suggested the idea.

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