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autumn gold (Free verse) by lexicon Drifting off,
Sleep felt like Autumn gold:
a final turning;
the last movement; the last sigh;
the last pain or pleasure
preceding a long silence;
long awaited, anticipated, earned.
Up the ladder:
The deafening silence in the world or something
Down the ladder:
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Posted: May 10, 2002 4:16 PM PDT; Last modified: May 10, 2002 4:16 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2088737 Overall Rank: 4428 Comments:
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Tarquin De La Bog @ 62.6.114.118
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14-Aug-02/5:52 PM
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Autumn gold is a lovely image and the first quarter of the poem is blissfully peaceful, but then it seriously declines in quality. 4. This is a waste. I'm upset.
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