let go

this one was written last fall

11/07/2009

Let go

your golden hands

let go

your yellow sleeves

consecrate the morning

leave me

with darkened limbs

leave me

with empty arms

Autumn is for mourning

Oh Bronze wall of sunshine-

carpet of gold below

gentle winds precipitate

the fall of copper snow~

Reviews

[mind]

This is the best, how'd you think of this? well. hmmm. I'm speechless.
Autumn totally isn't for mourning, but it sounds great. So keep it up.
Good poems make me want to quit writing. do you get that? I do.

[Lydia Blackwell]

I was looking back over my collection and this is still one of my favorites. There are so many double meanings here, that sometimes I still find ones that I hadn't intended.

[Julijana Velichkovska]

So similar to my "Never first" we are so alike! :)

[Tate Morgan]

I like how you write

[Mauricio Montoya]

what i see is the blend of all season in one from this write
nice work.