Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Fallen Beauty


My fallen beauty
Of whispered words
Hardly heard in the cacophony
Of the day
And yet it lingers in the background
And the constant shadows
All at once I heard the strings
That sang to me
Now they're so out of tune
My fallen beauty
Why have you gone?
I'm left with the integument of stars
And withering memories
You were the sun that shined
The summer days that would never end
Where are you?

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Sunday, October 20, 2013

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/8/2013 10:04:00 AM)

    Old age is like autumn and the spring left behind is now for the kids but mind is ever young that to for the case of poetess/poet thank u (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (10/7/2013 7:31:00 PM)

    all at once I heard the strings they sang to me know they're so out of tune. my fallen beauty why have you gone. excellent phrase. (Report) Reply

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