Last Words

Last Words

A Poem by Leslie Philibert

more than a potboiler, I hope..


autumnsun the soft light close
bloom-in-falling yellow choice
damp the day each circle ending 
fade the sky as eyes smile tight

© 2017 Leslie Philibert

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the last line is a classic..."eyes wide shut"

"bloom-in-falling yellow choice"

so glad autumn is here as far as the season of cool, deep halcyon skies and crisp leaves...

but when it is the autumn of one's life...a very sad time..the smiles are tight---and we finally appreciate those we perhaps let slip by our attention during the previous seasons of their lives.


Posted 11 Months Ago

Leslie I know you are never one to biol the kettle let alone a pot lol!
As always you choose words so carefully as you craft scenes and time and colour and texture into a succinct few lines of excellence.

Posted 11 Months Ago

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Added on September 29, 2017
Last Updated on September 29, 2017


Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany

I`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..