poetry critical : poem

on playing blues for the changing seasons.

and i'll ask you just once	1
again:	2
what did you do	3
with all of our colors? and he,	4

once again,	5
will only remember leaving.	6

on trees that tumble so	7
unevenly, feet unearth	8
loam. leaves stride--	9
time will tell,	10
eventually.	11

8 Nov 05

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I like this; it portrays a story, as minute as it may be. =)
— Aziel

do you think you have the best stanza order here>? otherwise good words.
— bettalpha

thank you for all the wonderful comments.
i appreciate them.
you are a talented writer in every sense of the term.
— pull_my_hair

i looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooovre you
— unknown

i found this when i opened the site.
this is incredible.

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