Selfish Autumn: For tsarina_bomba

[wolven7]

Sit and watch them, as they fall:
The leaves, now, and the ashes.
Clear your mind, think other thoughts;
Think of family, of home, of help and guidance.
Sit and wait, not anticipating,
Merely watching, they slowly tumble.

A breeze can stir them, make them tremble,
The rustle whispers, resonating.
Wind is sharp, with cold acceptance;
An empty promise, kept or not.
Look before you, see their lashes:
They hold you to this wailing wall.

Falling, for you, can be prevented.
Ashes can paint your face and hands.
Thoughts don't always have to torture.
Guidance comes from tattered strands.
Anticipation can express an idea presented.
Tumbling trips create new creatures.

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This was written for tsarina_bomba, becacuse she wrote This: http://tsarina-bomba.livejournal.com/26296.html

Here's why:

Four years ago, thenowhere started an amazing meme. This year, I decided to mutate and continue it. Write something for me, that encompasses the mood, the emotion, the feeling of Fall. Two necessary components: Fall and Me. A feeling of me, a thought about me, a way you see me, something you want from me. "Just for me. Post it in your journal so everyone else can see it, too. A sentence, a paragraph. Nanofiction. Short story. A scene, dialogue, a picture described, a moment, anything. Long or short. But it's got to be just for me. Tell the world you wrote it for me, even. Mine.

"Then feel free to put this up in your own journal, and I'll reciprocate."

Today I'll be catching up with those who have done, for me.

Coffee Now.