Autumn Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

Autumn



white flowers
shadows 'gainst a white wall
all colour spent

here we hesitate
haven't the nerve
to bring to mind
that which we might find
behind a curtain in another room

traces of an old perfume

they turn away

we deflect thoughts
of what it is too late to say

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