Vertella Gadsden Poems

To reveal my thoughts
That go round like a hill,
And bestir my love
Now motionless and still,
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Like lovers' whispered thoughts
Smoky mist clings close against the tree.
Tall, shrouded building stand cloud-soft
And fog-kissed sounds of night are muted low.
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I know autumn is a Shopclerk
With many treasures for sale;
October finds her hard at work
Crying her wares through woods an dale.
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