Coloured life #poem

The poetry of colours (carved) in the hidden music of the wind. Young branches craving (for the last embrace) before they’re skinned (of life) in winter’s emptiness. Leaves of the red are longing for the yellows while golden strive for ones of green a life of form and colour dies (before our eyes) a screen […]

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The song of our fall

  Dried leaves knocking down the air  chestnuts striking pavements of our walk a mourning breathe of too old branches and music of their death the shivering of lake this reddish light of fall all these surrounding sounds the past recall.   I wish I could’ve written down that song that healed all thousand moments […]

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