Autumn Blues

Blue
And feeling strange
As the seasons change
That’s nothing new
The blue
And the strange
Like you
Autumn cheats
Sunshine 
To snow
You’re heart
Sans beats
Exiting a show
Always been
In 
This doubt
It is
Without
That’s nothing new
A  rusted pout
Like you

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Noteworthy – Letters Unsent #2

I poured our pain unto pure white pages. Those words woven and sewn between the lines and veering off blindly in margins, was an antidote to our death.  We are noteworthy.  
Should the world of words not know? Shall it remain unwritten, without characters and commas and cursive motions, to unwind in prose?
 We no longer remain. We are just words now. Bold and stoic, standing at attention on pages, pleading for eyes to salute.
 Find us there, dear, living forever: punctuated, proofread and perfected.

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Here
See me now
Complete
All the years
Etched 
In corners
Of eyes and mouth
Little doll
Still sweet
Showing cracks
I still pose 
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Here
Take me now
Complete
All the pain
Tucked inside
Still sweet
You can 
Have me 
For awhile
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