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[Aphrodite]

Crispy leaves drift sunspun air;
wistful days of wondering.
Colored pieces piling high,
moment’s tainted suffering.

Strolling footprints, moving truths,
chilling sorrow aches my bones.
Ginger, gold and crimson pink,
cheery childhood undertones.

Timeless dancing in the wind,
Autumn’s brilliant scenery.
Fleeting seconds warm my heart
once upon the greenery.

[Ephiny]

Hi Lindi

This is such a beautiful poem and it made me homesick for autumn (absolutely my favourite season!) and your descriptions of colours made it all so real..as well as a poet, you must be a wonderful artist because I "see" this, just like colours in a painting.  You also bring in feelings of nostalgia, feelings of sensing the possible cold of winter ahead..such a pleasure to read, as all of your poems are