Between the Waters

Love's Last Embrace

By: EarlB, 2:38 AM GMT on November 20, 2011


Not with the knife
but with the soft
sizzle of a morning dew
did the leaves fall.

Eliot's whimper is in
the carpeting of the duff
with color.

Goodbye
dear friends.

Gone.


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Sickle and Scythe

With the efficiency
Of a steel blade,
The cold sickle winds
And the slash of raindrop scythes
Cut through the golden leaves
Scattering them on the ground:
They're now yesterday's jewels.

With all the efficiency
Of a steel blade,
Summer
Is cut from our memory,
Cold blue sickle,
Raindrop scythe,
A year's growth is gathered into
Autumn sheaves on the ground.

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Sickle and Scythe

By: EarlB, 3:14 AM GMT on November 07, 2011


With the efficiency
Of a steel blade,
The cold sickle winds
And the slash of raindrop scythes
Cut through the golden leaves
Scattering them on the ground:
They're now yesterday's jewels.

With all the efficiency
Of a steel blade,
Summer
Is cut from our memory,
Cold blue sickle,
Raindrop scythe,
A year's growth is gathered into
Autumn sheaves on the ground.

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