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Blue Autumn
A Poem by wordman
Autumn leaves,
a whisper of snow,
the warmth from the fire
as the red embers glow .
Night fall comes
in shades of gray and black
not a star shining
as the clouds push them back
I reminess
as the day goes by
our love reminds me
of the colors of the sky
Gray and black
not a star in sight
i knew our love was over
this very night ...
My blue Autumn began in that
My blue Autumn began in that season in 1977. As the (then) love of my life and I began to notices the frays and rips n the fabric of our relationship, the sky took on just the qualities you have described---day after day, night after night. You describe the experience very well.
J-Called
well i hate it for you,but i
well i hate it for you,but i thank you for the review
ron parrish
Thanks for the kind reply.
Thanks for the kind reply. Yes, I hated it too for a long time, but meeting my second wife brought closure to the old issue, and I have, since, gotten about 90 tanka together to tell the tale, so I am putting it to work in a positive way.
J-Called
i will be looking for the
i will be looking for the great emotions and memories put to a poets pen
ron parrish