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My Love My Rotting Leaves... [Round Robin]

My Love My Rotting Leaves (opening verses)
Submitted by mark on Sun, 2022-07-31 17:03

Apples are no treat for me
(or anyone really)
nothing to excite,
nothing like chocolate.

Chocolate for my cache
(a bag full)
on October 31
and Scarlet in her blue windbreaker.

Water towers reach high up
(and so did I)
behind her head for a hand
of fine blonde hair.

Oak trees all around the silver thing
with graffiti all over,
our name up there somewhere,
but the aroma of rotting leaves…

end Mark---------
start Cat--------

yes, our names up there, from where she fell
seeing her descent in slow motion
my eyes held her slim costumed body
as I dove into disbelief and shock's ocean

couldn't pull my eyes away from her small form
not breathing, so lifeless, how we all grieved
seeing her crumpled self, looking small,
we would remember rhe aroma of rotting leaves...

end Cat------------
start Geezer---------

Climbing up the water tower
to feel as though a king
She climbed with me, my promised queen
She wore my high-school ring

We laughed and faked a slip or two
grinned at eternal youth
We never thought of fear, my friend
and death was not a truth

A circle of her friends at grave
watched as the hole was filled
I smelled the rotting leaves again
the Autumn air was chilled

Style / type: 
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
This is the collaboration of five poets in a round-robin. In order for the rest of you to enter your portion, you must cut and paste to the opening parts from Mark and Cat and Geezer. ~ Geez. . .
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

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I love this story!

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Saved it Geez ....nice!
Mark

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I’m a little behind in life currently but I’ll have something up by dinner time.

This is a sad tragedy,
Tim

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I love what you have done with your section....smooth as a baby's butt!

*hugs, Cat
ever, eddy

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You threw us a curve with killing her off so early, but I think I managed to get around it. I tried to leave a bit of room for Tim and Carrie and hope that they do as well as you think I have. Hugs from the boys, ~ Geez.
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It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

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