- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Death in Amber
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These golden days of amber dying
are still most warm.
Eager budding passes quick
from memory and verdant green
drifts into the sunny days
of fall. I love these most
of all
even though you left at autumn's end
and blustery winds blow me nearer
to the day, when, even though the sun
yet glinted in October’s sapphire sky,
you left.
I love these days when chill
frost nips at the tips of blades
of grass and naked trees bow
no more in the wind, their sails
of leaves gone away.
Departed.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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Maria2394over 17 years agoI could feel this way about fall and winter. I try and this poem inspires me to try harder. glad I found this one today. it is truly beautiful
CoyoteCrushover 18 years agoYour poetry speaks to my mind and my heart...Others can critique, I simply breathe it in and enjoy. Beautifully done.
Anonymousover 18 years agoHarmonic balance of a bittersweet moment that lives within a soul. Beautiful. I most appreciated the breaks which enhanced the power of the words. Once again I thank you for sharing your work.
du lac~
