Autumn's Child
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Autumn’s Child lives across the creek,
Among leaves of fire and blood
And Autumn’s Child creeps beneath the trees,
And paints his face with mud
The burning forest is his kingdom,
The golden meadows, his domain
And when the wind blows crisp and cold
Autumn’s Child calls down the rain
Through storms of amber leaves he stalks,
And whispers warnings to the wild things
Amid mushroom rings he sits and talks,
And advises the birds take wing
With haunted eyes and heavy heart,
Autumn’s Child will watch and wait
And when the shadows solidify,
Autumn’s Child will know his fate
One dawn will break Winter’s window,
And glass dust will frost the land
The ice will spiderweb the trees
Alone, Autumn’s Child will stand
Autumn’s Child will die across the creek,
Upon the skeletons of faded leaves
And Autumn’s Child will sleep until
His season wishes him breathe
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Wow, this was beautifully worded and measured. Your word choice was wonderful and the ease with which you found words to rhyme that didn't seem forced was incredible. Effortless, actually. The imagery was startlingly vivid, and in the end kind of sad. But so beautifull. Wow
Grayson920
This is absolutely beautiful!
Transyl_Vannah
I absolutely love this poem. The personification, details, imagery.
It's truly beautiful.
Ellie Kleinatland
The imagery is amazing! I saw Autumn telling the birds to fly south and everything. <3
Ellie Kleinatland
The imagery is amazing! I saw Autumn telling the birds to fly south and everything. <3
Po3tryL1k3Th15
This poem is AMAZING!!!!! I read it almost everyday I especially love how you ended it!