In AutumnA Poem by Delmar Cooperthe ususalIn Autumn There is a kaleidoscope of deciduous poetry. I see it written everywhere. Pages of it litter my lawn… dual labors: The creation, not my fault, The raking removal though, that falls to me. There is no harm in it; I could let it lie. Soon snow will cover it. It looks like that kind of year. But I want spring to reveal birth, Not just another body. © 2015 Delmar CooperFeatured Review
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14 Reviews Added on January 12, 2015 Last Updated on January 12, 2015 AuthorDelmar CooperTrussville, ALAboutI write- a little. I don't write to reinvent the wheel, or discover fire. I just drag along from sentence to sentence hoping for a spark. more..Writing
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