Autumn, by Nicholas Ryan Sampson

Autumn

Autumn sneaks in

preceding dormancy

Leaves take on new beauty

with nothing left in them but a fall from grace

Individually insignificant

while masses burden

The colors give the illusion of burning out

but we really just fade away

(2012)

#Autumn #DeathLife

I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we

You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did

I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from

If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains

Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on

Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world

All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you

The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking

Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like

Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown

I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all

There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious