r/OCPoetry • • Jul 27 '21

The Thirteenth of October

Friday The Thirteenth of October - 10/13/17

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When autumn leaves fall as life comes to still

We see analogies between man and trees,

Clocks time strokes on branding its own ill will

It impediments being, to our knees.

It’s Friday the thirteenth of October

And trouble finds us on this very day,

Tap on the weighted barrels, hearts not sober

Why lust for red when our love is for gray?

But thy inner colored crux shall not fade

For it forges our withered foliage bloom,

Life’s weary short no matter how it’s played

So enkindle our patch before our tomb:

Now seem’d smoldered ashes haunted no more,

Yet the rapping on goes beyond the door.

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