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Raking the Disappearing

October 23, 2013
By 0425-G BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
0425-G BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
4 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Leaves stiff, crispy, dripping
Down from the trees.
Gathering, sending them
Away to their undefined piles.
The numbing pain tackles my body.
I can feel the exhaustion
Crawl to my body, trying not to make me look.

The fresh, damp
New leaves being left
Right on our doorstep by
Our greeting man FALL.

Up in the sky beyond the point of me even seeing
The birds are chirping through the trees,
As loud as a cats whisper.
As the rake’s teeth indulge the
Crispy brown flakes and are
Never seen again.


The author's comments:
All I can say is that it's true

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0425-G BRONZE said...
on Oct. 29 2013 at 8:33 am
0425-G BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
4 articles 1 photo 1 comment
Thank you so much. Really appreciate it.

on Oct. 29 2013 at 8:31 am
ovomarisa BRONZE, Detroit, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time." -Thomas A. Edison

You have very strong concrete detail, and imagery is very clear in this poem. Well done.