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Autumn Leaves
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2003
The gentle breeze carries golden cargo,
Russet sheddings dancing in its limits,
Dead burdens granted second life,
Leading a dance along an intricatly weaving path,
That tells the tale of Summer's past carelessness,
And Winter's coming dignity,
The last spurt of Autumn's freedom,
Before Winter, and the still white death it brings.
Gee - this is really different to the first one! I like the individual images, and the 'season's passing' feel - nice work. But the words seem to be a bit artificial in some places - like they are there for their own importance rather than being an intrinsically inter-woven part of the whole. But I like the feel of the poem - definitely!