As Autumn Fades to Snow

November 27, 2009
By greg9381 GOLD, Atlanta, Georgia
greg9381 GOLD, Atlanta, Georgia
12 articles 1 photo 50 comments

Part I

I am floating…
Somewhere.

Somewhere between the dark and light,
But I really don’t care.

It’s fall here in the damp twilight,
Green leaves change to red and brown.
But here in the darkness,
I can’t even make a sound.
I suspect that winter shall come soon,
Leading to colder, crisper nights,
And a sharp bright moon.
Still, here I stay, locked away,
Perpetually waiting for the flowers to bloom.


Part II

I am still floating…
It’s growing cold.

I’ve been here forever…
I’m growing old.

You never really meant to grow old, did you?

Am I wrong?
Am I right?
Am I out of your sight?
Do you shun me because I shine like a star – too bright?
Do you think I’m a fake, a pale mistake?
Resting at the bottom of a stagnant lake?
Please, don’t run, I don’t need you to hide,
Swallow your fear, just look inside.

And now, I watch as the darkness fades…
You can never tell unless you wait,
And even then, it’s hardly clear,
But at least, for now, you’re here.

And now, I fear that you’ll never know,
Unless I decide to tell you so,
I love you and all that you do,
The darkness told me so.


Interlude

As autumn fades to snow,
Here in my living room, it’s all that I know.
Vibrant colors turn to white,
Come save me from the dawn.


Part III

12:19 in the morning,
Now it’s late afternoon.
I’m fading, still fading…
I’ll be gone soon.

Next autumn, turn the leaves brown,
Make winter come and frost the ground.
Let cold echo through the night,
And wash away your fears.


The author's comments:
I put some themes of nature together with some things that have been going on in my life. I hope you like it!

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on Jun. 19 2010 at 10:21 am
taintedannex GOLD, Hong Kong, Other
15 articles 5 photos 166 comments

Favorite Quote:
The truth is that at some point, everyone's going to hurt you. You just have to decide who's worth the pain.

Some say having something to lose is what makes you vulnerable. I believe that having something to lose only makes you stronger.

This is really great! I love the structure of the poem and the way it flows. Also, kudos on the vocabulary :)




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