don’t go, autumn

don’t go
autumn
 
don’t take the winter
made warm by her touch
 
don’t take the spring
that haunts me still
 
don’t take the summer
that burned
 
don’t take the fall
i was healing in
 
trees bare and haunting
cold, so cold here
 
don’t go
autumn
.
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also read write prompt #49: mission, echolalia
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10 thoughts on “don’t go, autumn

  1. Pingback: Pages tagged "cold"

  2. Is this the poem you were referring to when you commented on my “Inevitability” poem?
    This is beautiful. The poem itself is like an image of trees with a few leaves clinging in desperation. I love it.

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