Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Brisk Evening

Leaves falling like snow
Smoke rises to meet them
Goodbyes are exchanged before hellos
As she falters before reaching.

2 comments:

  1. There is something very intriguing about this poem, I am really drawn to it.

    I like the concept of the leaves falling and the smoking rising and the two meeting.

    I want to know more!

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  2. yes i want to know more too lolz and i like the leaves fallining like snow metaphor :)

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