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by Logan Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #2099971
A Seasonal piece for an unseasonal time
Winter Fell

It seems that we've skipped Autumn
With leaves still on the trees
Mementos stored, we hoard them
Immune to Winter's Breeze
Some foliage we all keep
So green within our minds
To others rustic fallen
Gathered over time
Treasure troves in time washed coves
Hold more than we can see
A place where we all flock in droves
To X's marks, maps, keys
Keys dependent to ourselves
Cut for us alone
Secret closets, dusty shelves
Old skeletons and bones
Rictus grins to hide the pains
Anxieties and doubts
Shafts of light and shadowed strains
And baubles screaming out
Silent in the darkness born
The chest it opens, creaks
With Memories that glisten, torn
For those who listen, speaks
In transit, where débuts are made
And foreign tongues are spoke
With bold moves played out in the shade
In light, the swaggers broke
With smiles glancing from the right
Nights long gone we pick
Alone at dawn, an eyelid drawn
Down life's paths they stick
A sneeze acute, to break a pause
An awkward outstretched hand
A noble goal, a futile cause
A decorated stand
A cookie on a keyboard, snapped
Captured in the past
Despite such hard winds, driven blown
The memories they last
Enduring through Winter's drifts
To prosper in the Spring
We dance throughout the Summer's shifts
… for Autumn's fall we sing
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