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Hey all ya’ll poets out there! I’m one too, I guess, but I’ve never taken writing them seriously. I love to unwind with one, though, and i’d like some people to see how they like it.

Speak as wanted or needed, I don’t mind any critiques at all–always want to keep improving–and you can theorize what I say in my poems if you want, but hey, most of these mean nothing more than my passing feelings

here’s today’s

 

The Gold Will Fall

One day, in time

The gold will fall

From the sky

 

Dripping onto roses,

Making them auric

Slipping to the ground,

Gilding the roads,

then blinding the people

 

One day, on hand

The gold will fall

From a man

 

Clinking and rolling

Off and down,

Greedy hands awaiting

 

One day, without care

The gold will fall

From her hair

 

The color leaks and fades

But the same woman stays

Strong and wise

 

One day, by the claw

The gold will fall

From the straw

 

Falling, dying

In the shivering winds

The yellow oceans

Shall wither and die,

Never to begin again