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GA Writing Prompts - 61. Poetry Prompt # 10 – Italian Sonnet

Life Cycle

Summer has ended; the season passed by
All flowers wither and the leaves turn brown
And like the leaves, ev’rything must go down
The moment we’re born, we’re destined to die
Bound to decay what delighted the eye
And clad soon enough in a burial gown
Necropolis our life’s pilgrimage town
Where lifelong dreams rest and in ruins lie
I feel tempted to grieve, to fear and dread
I almost forgot what winter will bring
The leaves, now falling, turning brown and red
Will all be back, alive and new, in spring
The leaves aren’t bound to lie forever dead
Life moves in cycles; no end and begin

Dolores Esteban
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A very personal poem...I appreciate the metaphor that new leaves turning into autumn color constitutes the cycle of moods/emotions most of us experience with the changing of the seasons.
Thank you for taking the poetry prompt challenge!

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On 06/03/2015 03:18 AM, AC Benus said:

A very personal poem...I appreciate the metaphor that new leaves turning into autumn color constitutes the cycle of moods/emotions most of us experience with the changing of the seasons.

Thank you for taking the poetry prompt challenge!

Thank you AC Benus for the prompts. I like them a lot.

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Now is early Fall and I've found myself having many of these same thoughts as I watch nature's life wane - but wow, this poem puts it so much better. My favorite line is about Necropolis being our life's pilgrimage town... it makes me wonder. Is it a ruined city we'll find when we get there, or a beautiful Utopia?

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On 11/10/2015 06:32 AM, albertnothlit said:

Now is early Fall and I've found myself having many of these same thoughts as I watch nature's life wane - but wow, this poem puts it so much better. My favorite line is about Necropolis being our life's pilgrimage town... it makes me wonder. Is it a ruined city we'll find when we get there, or a beautiful Utopia?

Many thanks for reading the poem and your feedback. :)

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