Sunday, November 29, 2009

Falling

the sun melted

dissolved by the sky

dripped sodden yellow gold

on the leaves



the sky

jealous of this sudden transfer

of wealth poured down

sheets of scorn

music

a steady beat



scattered gold

lies beaten on the ground

slowly rotting in puddles
Imagined by at

1 comment:

  1. RebeccaDecember 8, 2009 at 8:16 PM

    This is really so very beautiful! I've been struggling with poetry lately...
    poetry inspires me, but my poetry is uninspired!
    lovely <3

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