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The wind is cold;
our sun-thirsty flesh
puckers in response
like unripened apples
filling out the knotted
branches of trees
Clematis blooms collapse
into their fragile skeletons-
ascending cobalt beauty
sucked slowly into dirt
The substance of air
turns absently passive
and Procrastination
dances boldly
in the fading sunlight.




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xG4RYThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
yesterday at 11:51 pm:
I also added this to my "favorites" ^.^
 
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xG4RYThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
yesterday at 11:43 pm:
I usually, 98% of the time, hate free verse poems ( for reasons I won't go into) but this is so lovley and so beautifully written. Well done. 5/5 Stars. Keep on writting, you're very good.
 
CoffeeGirl17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
today at 10:06 am :
Thank you so much for your positive feedback, I'm pleased that you enjoyed it. Happy writing!
 
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