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Inevitable Hierarchy
by Stephanie KentSummer is weeping;
perfect teardrops
cling to willowy lashes.
But Autumn's
coldly stunning hands
have already stifled
soft dew-drop dreams,
and drenched
the trees in vermillion
with her eyes of homespun gold.
So jealous Summer retreats,
saving eyes of emerald lace
for the certain restoration of her reign.
09/06/2003 Posted on 09/08/2003
Copyright © 2024 Stephanie Kent
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 09/08/03 at 02:31 AM What a poem Steph!What a wonderful title and how brilliantly have you brought that to life with such dreamy and very creative lines.This is so amazingly written and i can't describe in words the beauty of this poem. |
| Posted by Lindsay Sanders on 09/09/03 at 01:37 AM fantastic read... great job as usual stephanie! |
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