Autumn
By Obiwan
Golden leaves pass in idle chitchat.The fresh breeze stirring the autumn crowds.Eddies gather the dying in playful swirlsThey walk together for all timeCurve against curveGlove against gloveSharing misty breaths of scented dreamsLaughingSmiling Playing like childrenScreaming like babiesKissing like loversFor that's what they areTwo separate pasts forging a future of warmthOn a cold autumn dayThis is the future my peopleThese are the dreams we should seeHeed these words for our lifelineGrasp the magic they bringLet us not divide and conquerLet us love and be free.But what of they who walk the fieldsAnd play amongst the leavesAre they the key to our future?Are we in the dreams they perceive? They will hopeWe should prayAnd if they never forgetThen we will not rememberThat day in an autumn shroudWhen the struggle..... was won..... .....with a kiss.I loved this, but I can never get the right balance with its meaning. The whole thing came to me in the car whilst driving to work, when I got there I spent the whole day on it, but frustration was my only reward. That was years ago - and I visit its memo Written January 2nd, 1998 © on Sep 02 2001 10:23 PM PST 0 • 8
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"Golden leaves pass in idle chitchat.The fresh breeze stirring the autumn crowds.Eddies gather the dying in playful swirlsThey walk together for all timeCurve against curveGlove against gloveSharing misty breaths of scented dreamsLaughingSmiling Playing like childrenScreaming like babiesKissing like loversFor that's what they areTwo separate pasts forging a future of warmthOn a cold autumn dayThis is the future my peopleThese are the dreams we should seeHeed these words for our lifelineGrasp the magic they bringLet us not divide and conquerLet us love and be free.But what of they who walk the fieldsAnd play amongst the leavesAre they the key to our future?Are we in the dreams they perceive? They will hopeWe should prayAnd if they never forgetThen we will not rememberThat day in an autumn shroudWhen the struggle..... was won..... .....with a kiss.I loved this, but I can never get the right balance with its meaning. The whole thing came to me in the car whilst driving to work, when I got there I spent the whole day on it, but frustration was my only reward. That was years ago - and I visit its memo..."