Bryan Alexander

Rookie (1987- / Wickliffe, Ohio)

Fall - Poem by Bryan Alexander

the summer is ending
I feel Septembers
Cold fingers
reaching around the
fragile neck
of my beloved season
as the summer dies
and fires on the beach
cease
we will sit back
and catch the leaves
as they fly from the trees
that once bound them to earth
they pile in thousands
some meek and some tall
I feel my back against the wall
summer has died
and now its
f
a
l
l


Comments about Fall by Bryan Alexander

  • Rookie Adens Kamwi (9/12/2009 11:25:00 AM)

    impressive write 'B' keep them coming (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Kari Alexander (8/31/2009 11:18:00 PM)

    the imagery in this one is fantastic and the way you separated the letters of 'fall' at the end was super creative, i like this one a lot. it's a different style than most of your others. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Janell Cressman (8/29/2009 2:56:00 PM)

    I Like this poem, it is easy for me to see and it makes me sad because were i live we didn't get summer until the end of july pretty much, so i understand this poem very well,

    Very well written poem, I like it more then most of your other stuff because it seems so much better (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, June 20, 2011


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