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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fall
[time] => 2004-03-06 22:55:11
[hometext] => A season of futility, and tale of vain puerility.
[bodytext] => The leaves blew all colors of the summer away Greener than life and vivacious as day When perusing the branch a russet blade strays The crisp sound of footsteps on the sweet autumn fray Sprouting in hopefulness, the fresh life had grown Nourished and nurtured by the roots amidst stones Many had toiled to conspire its home And lavish it kindly in an affable loan Development quickened as days wash through rain When water was gentle and dripped away stains The wind’s loving whispers made caressing embrace The leaf tingled in luster and rustled, displaced Bourgeoning burden and the evening so silver The cool of the splendor and the moonlight so tender Bathed in the darkness with ethereal gilder In starlight the glist’ning of dew drops surrender Minutes drifted through seconds of air The nights trebled and flew between silver and glare Filled with reverie the little leaf found The lights all around aged from emerald to brown From verdigris to golden tan A timeless trance of bold and bland Humming through their numbered eves Their seconds precious, dawn bereaves One leaf remained firmly ‘tached to its branch Unimaginably green in the sunlight so blanched Though silver and sundrops the visions enchant No tinge of regression could they hitherto plant The winds screeched in scorn, cold nipping the verdant Belligerent snow told futile insurgence The server of life and its renegade servant Once prudence and folly made a leafy convergence The last blink of fall In an untimely fall And a gale toward the vagabond sleigh When the crumpled one dyed In a color it died And no autumn could so heavily weigh And the leaves blew all colors of summer away Fleeting as life and elusive as day When perusing the branch a russet blade strays Drifting down to the sidewalk in ephemeral May The crisp sound of footsteps on the sweet autumn fray- [comments] => 6 [counter] => 272 [topic] => 21 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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