Autumn Afternoon

June 27, 2010
By fearlessalways13 SILVER, N/A, New Hampshire
fearlessalways13 SILVER, N/A, New Hampshire
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I sit alone in solitude and watch

the painted leaves; they rustle in cruel wind.

The way they move, natural, mesmerized am I.

Like gradual thunder, the sound, it builds.

My hair flies in the breeze like a soaring kite.

The scent of autumn air encloses me in thought.


The author's comments:
I'm very proud of this piece, mainly because it was truly difficult to write. This was a blank verse for a school assignment, and took quite a bit of time and imagination, but it came together nicely, I think.

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