November tears

November tears fall asleep
to their music,
the noise of fallen leaves,
fast twilight that steals
a ray of sunshine
dry grass
on the hills of Poloniny.
November tears flow
in lonely times
as if they wanted
to clean the world
wash away
autumn dreams from the streets,
dance the last time with the wind
and go away into oblivion.
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Posted: Nov 2019

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Comments (2)

godsprincessonline today!
Beautiful poem - thanks for sharing.

Kathy
Yankee4you
Wonderfully reflective. :)
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