don't look back
he had told her
but autumn
damped
her mettle
the season cried
golden tears
around her
nothing followed
but lingering
unanswered
why?
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dusk arising (
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A read filled with the lure of mystery - your pen write these metaphoric gems so well D. -- thanking you muchly.
Thank you Fay. This is a new genre for me, I'm exploring.
these go from strength to strength tho one is as beautiful as the other.... N
I'm going to try to write a few more, see where it takes me, experimental really. Thanks for great comment and encouragement.
pleasure mate.
"Dampened her mettle", I've never heard that one before and I'm trying to work out what her mettle is. Maybe one it'kk come to me with a bit of luck..Nicely written though in such a tiny poem...
'Mettle' - strength of character.
Thank you Kevin, this is a new genre for me, i'm exploring it and myself, to find out what develops.
Can't wait to see the results soon then...
Another wonderful write d a.
Linger on.
Thanks Goldfinch. So far 13 readers but only 4 comments so i guess it's not everyone's bag. But there again variety is the spice of something or other so 'they' say.
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