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Autumn

  • 17-01-2007 2:13pm
    #1
    Rawr!
    Closed Accounts Posts: 227 ✭✭


    This was one of my very first poems.



    Blustery. Brisk. Betrayal.
    Autumn is the con that lies between Summer and Winter.
    The brightness of summer still beckons in my Heart.
    I am scorned by Autumn.

    Used to all that is a haze of mellow.
    Now becomes a bleak flood of dready rain.
    It washes down, like a drizzle of pain and hurt.
    Where is the summer?
    It has abandoned me.

    I am left in the dark loneliness, I call Autumn.


Comments

  • #2
    Dylan_James
    Closed Accounts Posts: 157 ✭✭Dylan_James


    Obviously talented Rawr does it again. Great use of literation in the first lines and slightly hinting at a lost love. I would give her and this poem a full review and context analysis like the one i did for joe_dunne and his piece "one for the road" if i had the time, unfortunately my own literary duties are calling to me.


  • #3
    Rawr!
    Closed Accounts Posts: 227 ✭✭Rawr!


    Thanks :)


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