Autumn’s Curtain

Furious flurry of feelings
like dead leaves unraked
materializing ghosts unlaid,
(ma)lingering selves militarized
against the declared
new life

I wish for snow:
fresh lain cover of blotted sins
the book whose leaves
speak volumes of blood
divine, lain at the crossroads
of death.

dVerse's quadrille (exactly 44 words), "linger"; click on Mr. Linky to read more.
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63 thoughts on “Autumn’s Curtain

    1. Beverly,
      I’m so glad you do because I spent the most amount of time deciding whether or not the alliteration was just too much. Now you’ve reassured me! Thank you.


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