Autumn Spirit
Her autumn spirit is red, orange and yellow
like the leaves that desperately hang on trees
The cold winds blow from the north
and the streets are filled with people - unprepared
for the reality that is fall
Summer has ended
and it feels like we are stuck at sea in paper boats
that slowly absorb the waters
and become translucent
The boats are all sinking
What were we thinking?
Who are you?
The girl in red, orange and yellow
your warm colours leave me cold and blue
Whatever. Nonsense once again. I think I'm writing about too many random things cause apparently if you search "poem" and any other keyword, you have a good chance of stumbling onto this site. What a disappointment it must be for all those people. This site is surely not what they were looking for. Who are you? Peace out.
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