Falling footsteps on the road to writting the kind of poetry I enjoy reading. The intention is not the expression of internal supressions but to mitigate all venting with the prefix "in".
Gold Flakes Fall The branch-woven blanket of green and gold Fades above as winter inflicts its toll Languid days as gold flakes fall, frail and cold Daylight flees now summer loses control. Armoured against the wind with scarf and glove Booted footprints record our wondered trail, Hand in hand, soft smiles radiate our love, Treading twilight as daylight starts to fail. Rest well earned, boots and feet lounge idle by As steaming tea thaws enveloping hands, Screen-caged souls loosened by the open sky, Hearts woven together from kindred strands. Steps taken beneath the canopy gold Entwine hands, along with the hearts they hold.
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