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11 poems

2 essays

Autumn by heyday

In the spring of us we were the freshness of what's passed
as we held the our hands showing no bluffs ,but winners at last
we saw no hint of a gamble in the die that were already cast
but now it is the coolness of our fall where it ended it so fast

As a leaf now, drifting upon the whim of a newly chilled air
pushed away painfully from you who Ihad so much to share
and even as I am controlled now by harsh winds of despair
you stand tall and unbent showing not even that you care

Though I still appear as I lived in the summer of our season
inside I grow brittle and brown from the effects of such treason
of having been cast off uncaringly , while never given a reason
as to why your promised bonds lacked the slightest adhesion

Where once we were happy together sharing the warmth of our love
I was at home in your heart listening to it's music as pure as the dove
so that my life was a music sweet and assuring as that from above
expecteing not the cooling of the days when push came to shove

Oh, to see again the freshness of our spring where we dwelled with flowers
or those languid summer days, to have yet again just one of those hours
as I become mired in the mud soaked by such miserably stark showers
I know my insignificance as I submit without fight to miserably dark powers.

You care not my looming winter days to be frozen in a muddy mire
feeling no remorse that you dumped me there lacking my stolen desire
understanding not that the ice you will on days ahead surely aquire
will hide from you my warmthness that once maintained your fire

heyday AKA Dane Metcalfe

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