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Autumn Of My Soul
by Anne EngelenLosing all the enchanting colours<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Turning into grey
Autumn of my soul
Dont colour my day
Leaving nothing but emptyness
Cold and distress
Autumn of my soul
Please go away
11/04/2002 Posted on 11/04/2002
Copyright © 2026 Anne Engelen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 11/04/02 at 07:01 PM I often feel grey inside, Anne....MUAHS |
| Posted by Cathlyn Cartier on 11/04/02 at 08:01 PM Wonderful poem, as always, but I wonder if "Winter of my soul" might not be more appropriate... with the loss of color and the grey? But still beautiful imagery! |
| Posted by JD Clay on 11/05/02 at 04:38 AM Lovely piece Anne. I can't wait to see what happens next spring. Peace... |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 11/05/02 at 05:03 PM wonderful poem ;) |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/06/02 at 04:34 AM Anne, you express well the feelings I was caught in a week or so ago. Your plea for relief is poignant and personal. Thank you for another wonderful poem that touches the heart. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/07/02 at 04:02 AM Most appropriate metaphor. Haunting. Feel the poignancy and anxiety. Reminds me of a saying, "Growing old ain't for sissies." |
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