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Laurie hill


Forests of autumn


I see her, by the lamplight; waiting,
I watch her from the shadows, so dark,
Her hair; ruffled by the soft autumn breeze,
Shining; as gold in the forests of autumn,
Eyes sparkling, so dark, so brown,
As the brown, in the forests of autumn.
Her hand traces slowly; a pattern,
through the mist, falling gently, softly,
onto the mirror she holds, reflecting starlight,
Into her eyes.

She is waiting; like a girl for her first love,
Waiting nervously; .... waiting for me,
So pretty, so wonderful, so shy, so..! ,
The lamplight still shines; but she has gone,
Into the shadows of time.
No pattern traced her mirror, no mirror did I see,
No; .... No one.
The wind blows colder, from the forests of autumn,
I walk; alone, in the silence,
Thinking, ..Remembering,
She died two years ago.

Moonlight steals slowly,
across the sands where I sit,
The sea, speaks with murmurs on the rocks,
On the shore; ..deserted,
The wind of autumn whispers, across the sailors graves,
Free of lifes worries, ... free of lifes joys,
I listen to the murmurings; Alone,
In this eerie solitude.
I turn and feel, sea spray upon the wind,
in my hair; ..against my cheek,
My eyes taste the salt; .. though closed;
Of my tears

Quietness descends; .. like an angels cloak,
Can that angel; ..be her of my pain, my tears,
For she has died,
My tears are touched......and dried,
By the wind; from the forests of autumn.

Submitted: Monday, February 23, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, August 28, 2012

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  • Rookie Cindy Kreiner Sera (6/8/2009 3:57:00 AM)

    Heart rendering sadness, a tribute cloaked softly in love, awesome Laurie. A very emotional write with excellent imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 595 Points Saadat Tahir (4/24/2009 2:10:00 PM)

    My tears are touched......and dried,
    By the wind; from the forests of autumn.

    great lines... last but not the least

    nice style and content
    cheers (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sonya Florentino (4/11/2009 8:59:00 PM)

    oh wow, this is a forest teeming with spirits, ... i especially like the sound of the last 5 lines.... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jasmin Whyte (3/18/2009 12:03:00 PM)

    she is in everything beautiful that reminds you of her. Nature, the great reminder. Hope you find solace in all of that, when these sad times come (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duh Huh (2/24/2009 3:39:00 PM)

    Wow, this was heart rendering in its sadness and heartwarming with its ethereal presence, as i felt a haunting softness to it. Again i am in awe of your expressive talent. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tia Maria (2/23/2009 2:11:00 PM)

    A tribute to a beautiful love. A sensitive & heartfelt write.10/10 with much love & respect, T (Report) Reply

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