October chill (standard:poetry, 78 words)
Author: briley wellings	Added: Nov 15 2003	Views/Reads: 3079/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Chilly autumn comes early this year.

Harsh cutting chill 

scolding crimson cheaks 

cowered low to shield from 

breaking winds 

that whip through barron branches, 

branches that beckon for the lush green 

Long Past. 

For here the wind is loudest 

and thus he is the king. 

Drained by colorless landscape, 

observer's eyes carress miniscule facinations 

Frozen and unmoved, 

no bends 

but breaks. 

Arthritic limbs groan 

their last cry 

before they fall from their 

towered status, 

to where death is law 

and life is a vigilante. 


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