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Thursday, September 8, 2011

Poem: Indian Summer

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Lying immobile on the silent earth
Full and ripe, round, beautiful
Resting quiet among the leaves.

Waiting unknown in the soft, dank bed,
Warm, sun glancing through the branches
Hoping, still, in the smelling autumn wastes.

Sitting timid in the damp dirt
Waiting, slowly dying in warm winds,
Round, tired, ripe, smothered

Full, sweet, unseen, soft,
Lying immobile on the silent earth
Rotting, mute, in the sun.

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