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micro-wave — October
Published: 2012-04-02 16:38:58 +0000 UTC; Views: 294; Favourites: 23; Downloads: 5
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Description Red sun burned bright
long
skin soaked in summer.
Autumn just a rumor,
hint of cold breath from the wind
short hairs on our arms tickled
goosebumps like braille on our skin.

A screen of cold blocked the sun's heat
fire-kissed leaves tumbled from trees
skittered along the ground.
Winter still far away
dawn showed frost lining
blades of grass, jagged
edges of crisp leaves.

Rigid beneath half-naked trees
speared by a shaft of cold sunlight
a single leaf glued to his face with
thick, congealed blood.
Salty sorrow tracked
along his pallid skin.
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Comments: 6

PrincessDargon [2012-05-13 10:12:31 +0000 UTC]

I really enjoy the way that this poem seems to go through each of the stages of October. The formatting bothers me, that is just a me thing. Well done!

(I'm reading this at 5 in the morning and will read it again when I am more coherent if you want actual comments and critiques other than 'pretty!')

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PrincessDargon In reply to PrincessDargon [2012-05-13 10:14:25 +0000 UTC]

And then I realize it was about death and feel like a dumbass.

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micro-wave In reply to PrincessDargon [2012-05-13 15:12:33 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the compliment! And no worries, you were tired

Lining is hard, and I've discovered it's impossible (for me) to do it in a way that pleases everyone who reads my work.

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micro-wave [2012-04-03 04:53:28 +0000 UTC]

<3

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sandyrinky [2012-04-02 19:57:10 +0000 UTC]

<3 D:

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micro-wave In reply to sandyrinky [2012-04-03 04:53:52 +0000 UTC]

I mean, <3 <3

hahaha, this just proves my earlier Facebook status xD

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