OctoberA Poem by BostonMaCpumpkin flesh on curbs candles in windows and leaves on the ground flaming once from there limps, now skeleton trees adding to the purple velvet sky moon hung high with spark like stars, slicing through thin misted clouds this is October © 2010 BostonMaC |
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