October’s lately loosed leaves
moisten in the standing water of recent rain.
Do they know that death is nigh,
as beautiful as they are—destined to decay?
The crisp, five-o-clock draft whispers of hoarfrost at dusk.
They’ll know then.
O that they could grasp the brevity of life
and the magnificence of their death.
Author's Note:
Written 10 years ago
Original Author's Note: I've been contemplating the inevitable end of every story. However long or short, the tale always ends. Whether in death or the resurrection of the dead, this tale will end, and another will begin.
Additional Note: That last line always gets me in the feels--there is a point where it's been so long since you've written something that it feels like someone else has written it and I speak wisdom from the universe to myself.
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Daniel L. Bacon
Any literature worth reading is first misunderstood and then unveiled to the true seekers of wisdom who reflect on deeper thoughts. Therefore, those who are wise withhold judgement to re-read these great works with their hearts and souls.
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Your poetry is quite lovely, and that last line just brought the message home for me :) Loved the author's note as well. It's amazing to read things you wrote just yesterday, a few months ago, or even years ago and see what's changed and what hasn't. Great work!
O sweet beauty of decay - how we long for you after months of heated passions, as we make space for hibernation that it may lead to new births <3 love, love, LOVE your poetry... looking forward to this new year's resurrections
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Outstanding!!!