the maiden
flight of the autumn leaf
evening chill
the shadowy world
of silence in the making…
slippery slope
yet, I find solace
in the narrow road of desire
fragrant flowers
the African violet opens the
graceful bud I love
sweet rivers of hope
i stand lonely
like the dreamtime thinker
raking the fallen leaves
now, the delicate autumn
dances to the rhythm of the earth
gentle eyes of beauty
the heart sings…
how wonderful is the taste of
the forbidden fruit
chrysanthemums
in bloom
who says autumn is dead!
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
The Gentle Neophyte
16 years ago
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