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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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xG4RY said...
Oct. 26, 2013 at 11:51 pm
I also added this to my "favorites" ^.^
xG4RY said...
Oct. 26, 2013 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...
Oct. 27, 2013 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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