like unknown soldiers

like unknown soldiers

 

 

feedback leaves

left un-raked

unidentified

colors absorbed

in wet autumns

 

the epiphany of mortality's flight

there are no answers,

 

only questions burning

with the fall smoke

 

we all fall down, eventually

some without a word spoken

then lie there uncomfortably

 

wishing we had been found

among those who could have

identified us as evolving

from a certain tree.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/15/15

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

I love this. My favorite part is "we all fall down, eventually / some without a word spoken ...". That part of fall is not quite here yet, but I could visualize it in your words. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Jim.

j.