Autumn Storms

Red leaves on burning bushes dot the hillside
Passing through the window in the blink of an eye
A litany of empty thoughts floating by in the clouds
And every time I fail to pin them to the page

Tire tracks line the cracked and dirty roads
A speed that offers no heroes or villains
Simply the endless fight to catch one’s breath
Strapped in facing forward, but looking back

The distance offers little more than mountains
Beautiful and looming in their silent solitude
Painted in shades of red and orange for fall
Unflinching, they send roads the long way ’round

The sun sets and colours the sky to match the trees
A spectacular finale with which to end the show
Without applause or heavy curtain’s fall
It quickly fades itself to shadow’s hue

A second set of stars shine for me alone
Looking up through eyelashes that sparkle
Like tears, they blur the stars and meld to one
As if I’m seeing it all through Van Gogh’s eyes

If I should falter or maybe lose my way
Perhaps take off my shoes and rest for a day
Would the road remain or be washed away
When autumn storms roll through the hills?

I’ve decided that I’m going to start posting some of my old poetry. The ones I liked when I wrote them and don’t hate now. This one actually won me a poetry contest and $75.

2 Comments

  • By Faebala, November 15, 2009 @ 5:49 am

    I don’t remember this one as much as your other pieces. But it’s pretty, love. <3

    (I also wrote one about autumn, that got me extra credits in creative writing class… hehe. Yay autumn poetry!)

  • By Metal, November 26, 2009 @ 7:29 pm

    Beautiful Poem! Plz post some more!!

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