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)

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

I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can

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

Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest

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

I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows

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

If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing

I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love

Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting

I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making

Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another

I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer

I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back

I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back