The sun has packed and moved
he dances farther away,
but he visits everyday
keeping his distance,
like love gone questionnaire,
the chills moved in
on this fine September day,
bringing with him
the shadows in the sea
of migrating birds, coloring
the vast autumn sky
to larger hopes,
that we can change,
as a season
in mother nature's dreams
A contest entry
- PIF Saturday Quickie by kaibab.
475 points, ended September 23, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is sweet to think on
for the seasons change and with that
change new things happen
Riftkin -
Autumn's blush of sky to fly
season soaring shimmered fire
growing wish to mother's ground
in cover mulch of soul to spire...
lovely...



