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Fall

Months have come and went,

time left and spent.

Moments of eternity and bliss,

here now to witness.

A blink as blue skies,

turn grey in old eyes.

Bells have began their knell,

and leaves have all but fell.

Hold on,

cold song,

I long to live.

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Jazz

The lights flickered up and down the dim avenue,

every flicker reflecting off the puddles on the ground.

For a moment these are the only movements in view,

until a car under the veil of night comes round.

The car that comes to a stop is an old rugged Polara Pursuit,

the door swings open to let out an old gentleman in a black-as-tar suit.

He takes his dormant hands from his pockets to pull a cigar and a light,

takes a second to look around before taking the cigar to his lips and ignite.

The nicotine hits and the tar burns through his mouth and down his neck,

smoke fills the air as he patiently waits hoping he wasn’t given a rain check.

Embers burn off of the cigar into the night sky fading back to the stars,

the distant sound of the road echoes with the sound of passing cars.

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Oh.

The wind blows

where does it go

nobody can know.

The river’s flow

topples like dominoes

through the meadow.

Out the window

of the small chateau

grows

an old willow.

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Poetry

The Soloist

The soloist closes their eyes and leans in to play their instrument,

an intertwined movement as the musician and their tool becomes one.

An ever so subtle look of one who loves to that which is intimate,

knowing the bond that is formed now may never be undone.

The dance is bittersweet as the moment has already began to fade,

a beautiful sight with the undertones of a melancholic symphony.

Even though the house lights stayed a lit and the music swayed

the musician could see the end coming of this moment so vividly.

This temporary music spreads out into infinity,

where all is left is the memories.

Notes and undertones that almost approach divinity,

where all is left is the reveries.

The house lights went out, the musician left gasping for air.

Every delicate sensation overwhelmed but they didn’t care.