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EvilToasterElf
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Another unfinished piece from my past...
Autumn leaves of pale maroon
blessed by the amber thoughts of noon,
hibernating in december’s dark
before glowing at the mountain’s hearth,
while shivering in the doorway of dusk
the handle turns and the icey crust
has thawed beneath the canopies,
outlawed by some calamity
from which wild deer are left fleeing
from their quiet rippling pools.
Crunching steps through unmarked trails
Over the bed of dying shells, hallmarked
Browns of the soil’s shroud, left by the shadow
Of September days, broken twigs from the
Sick old men warding saplings in their den
Waiting for the children to eat at the adult table
Of thanksgiving in the canopies
Softly storing untold fables like trophies on the
Mantelpiece
Autumn leaves of pale maroon
blessed by the amber thoughts of noon,
hibernating in december’s dark
before glowing at the mountain’s hearth,
while shivering in the doorway of dusk
the handle turns and the icey crust
has thawed beneath the canopies,
outlawed by some calamity
from which wild deer are left fleeing
from their quiet rippling pools.
Crunching steps through unmarked trails
Over the bed of dying shells, hallmarked
Browns of the soil’s shroud, left by the shadow
Of September days, broken twigs from the
Sick old men warding saplings in their den
Waiting for the children to eat at the adult table
Of thanksgiving in the canopies
Softly storing untold fables like trophies on the
Mantelpiece
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