"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray
"Poetry unites." ~Anon
"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson
Written by David King
He lives in Surrey, United Kingdom
His blog: Pics and Poems
Autumn Leaves
Like autumn leaves
we change our colours when we die.
That's all we ever were:
a change of colour on a canvas ground,
one small fleck of difference
on an otherwise flat field
in a desert of indifference.
Here death is the death of all
dissimilarity,the smudge of detail,
the erosion of the figure by the ground.
Death is the perfect decorator,
a broad-brushed artisan
for whom the wall assumes
a perfect matt, flat hue.
Originally published on writer's personal blog.
Posted with consent of the writer.
Featuring: David King, Poetry
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one small fleck of difference
on an otherwise flat field
in a desert of indifference." Only Mr. King. Truly masterful. May our blood be our crimson hue, and our tears and sweat serve as a lacquer for this canvas. Alas, my last act of poetics before I collapse from sleepiness.
-a very tired Clayrn Darrow.
carol
Great poetry;great meaning!!