Autumn Day

r.l.cannon



I often think of you; 

Well more often than not as if my mind stumbled upon slippery stones of sustenance

More often than not.

When a simple gasp of air 

Halts.

 

I often think of you;

By the brook where each leaf falls within ink 

Stilling the chill, dry voice.

 

I often think of you;

Well more often than not because well I miss you

Like a warm Autumn day.

Where all is still and I can quietly whisper 

My loves for you.

 

     -R.£ Cannon

 

  • Author: r.l.cannon (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 27th, 2016 16:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Tony36

    Great write

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks RLC ~ WELCOME ~ well penned first poem and nice song. The poem is summed up in the last line ~ "My love's for you !" Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN please check my poems ~ B

  • Augustus

    "Slippery stones of sustenance" Love it. Welcome, and thanks for extending the hand of friendship.



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