winns angels: sometimes my dance with autumn

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

sometimes my dance with autumn

stanza 2

sometimes my dance with autumn

is as

a grand entrance

a quick step

filled with joy

colours cascading

falling around me

flowing in grandeur

excitedly

a polka

free form

all about

I pause

exhausted

wait
alone
fading
watching
until the next

stanza 1
stanza 3
SAD

2 comments:

Trece said...: I love your way with words. This series is really good!!; November 12, 2010 at 3:03 PM
winnsangels said...: Thanks Trece. More to come yet.; November 13, 2010 at 9:17 AM

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