Autumn's War.....A Sonnet Poem by elysabeth faslund

Powerful imagery. This poem, like so many of your recent ones, is a feast for the senses.

I cannot write like this, for if I did my face would light up like the sun This is pure brilliance * Love duncan X

I love you, girl, but autumn takes its toll as does summer with its oppressive heat and the constant fire of heaven's artillery, and we still survive through the Russian winters with the waves of ice and snow assaulting us on all sides. That is the man's fate! (Yeah, and woman's, too!) Consider the alternative, my dear! Good stuff, elysabeth!