Ominous SeasonA Poem by Polly Taylor
Burning leaves of debris
Invoked by the invisible
Dance the autumn waltz
Blood to the surface
Colours the children, whilst
Their tiny fingers freeze
SHREIK sounds the tree
Nature defeats the
Mechanical death trap
God's Teardrops frozen
A mass skating ground
That tricks the elderly
Air of hostility
Whine of wisdom
Is listening raucously © 2008 Polly Taylor |
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Added on March 3, 2008 AuthorPolly TaylorBakewell, United KingdomAbouthello I'm Polly.... usually i'd just copy and paste the "about me" section from whatever social networking site I'm currently on... but i sense i should probably write something more insightful... Ok.. more..Writing
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