The Rising of Fall This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.

October 25, 2010
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Your fiery temper lights the air
with crackling, rustling sighs.
An unforgiving chill appears,
ignoring Summer's cries.

You don’t knock, your spindly fingers
leave leaves upon the floor;
invisible, you linger,
then crash right through my door.

I can lean to look behind you,
for the trail of tell-tale signs:
withering shapes in faded hues,
cracked veins in crumpled lines.

Autumn you are cold this year,
your shoulders set in stone,
your chilly roots swift to appear,
to settle in my bones.

Autumn you speak through me,
your mouth a tired frown,
and the words I speak are easily seen
etched on the freezing ground.





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CaptainFabulous This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 20, 2011 at 8:38 pm

okayyy...dont mean to be a stalker, but i am really enjoying your poems lol

this is awesome! the rhyming is great and the imagery is beyond real. another thumbs up!

 
CaptainFabulous This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 20, 2011 at 8:40 pm

and poems are always at best when your not trying to write them :D

homework time is the best time to write poems in my opinion lol

 
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