Wednesday, July 12, 2006

autumnal


You have become dark
and around the edges
crisp enough to fall as ash.

Are those holes
where you let them feed?

I could lift you up
but would regret
should you decompose
in my own hands.

-lrfg

2 Comments:

At 8:39 AM, Blogger Sam of the ten thousand things said...

Interesting combination here. I especially like the second stanza.

 
At 10:19 AM, Blogger lorguru said...

thanks for stopping by and for your comment, sam.
I checked out your blog and have added it to my links.
-lauren

 

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