Fading Autumn
written by: Ingrid Wilson
@Experimentsinfc
I cannot wear this Fading Autumn on my skin
reminding me of all that might have been
a sigh, a hope, a vision and a dream
all gone, one fateful morn
and I’m alone.
Scent of that Fading Autumn on the air
back when I had a chance to meet you there
now I can only find you in the night
when waking thoughts
take flight.
I cannot wear this Fading Autumn anymore
nor can I bear to live in days gone by:
the dream is done, we’re poles apart
~ yes we are, you and I ~
this race is lost
and won.
But let me breathe this Fading Autumn in the rain
as through the mists you came
and waved and smiled.
I doubt that I shall see that smile
again
this Fading Autumn lingers
all the while.
JAN/FEB 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ingrid is a writer and independent publisher via her publishing house Experiments in Fiction. She published Amazon-bestselling poetry anthology 'Wounds I Healed' in June 2022, and is to publish the first solo poetry collection by Jeff Flesch, 'Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow,' on 1 September 2022. Her own work has been published widely both online and in print, and she was nominated for Spillwords Author of the Year 2021. You can find out more about her work and publishing activities at her website - Experiments in Fiction.
Latest posts by Ingrid Wilson (see all)
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