Fallen Away

November 21, 2009
By CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost


alone on the fallen leaves
dead and browning
crumbling, rotting away
the sun dims to the mountains
leaving our world behind
falling, fluttering like bird feathers
the stir takes them away
scattering to the sky
trees silhouetted black against blue
arching away


The author's comments:
I want a place all to myself that I can't share that's just as beautiful as I imagined it to be.

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