"Nostalgia"
The turning leaves affect my heart
both tired and expectant,
regressing me to memories
withheld in my retention.
My mind's a sponge in Autumn's fist
juiced for all its passion--
the season's tides pulling sides
with merciless agression.
Am I the sole dichotomy
of controversial will;
do other hearts so pine in thought
and yet regret so little?
Perhaps the romance of the Fall
inspires all to wonder...
or be it may that only I
am fated now to suffer.
Yet, neither pain nor melancholy
dominate the mean--
No, I am overcome by
every progeny of feeling.
~Eden-Fae MacPhereson
9-7-06'
both tired and expectant,
regressing me to memories
withheld in my retention.
My mind's a sponge in Autumn's fist
juiced for all its passion--
the season's tides pulling sides
with merciless agression.
Am I the sole dichotomy
of controversial will;
do other hearts so pine in thought
and yet regret so little?
Perhaps the romance of the Fall
inspires all to wonder...
or be it may that only I
am fated now to suffer.
Yet, neither pain nor melancholy
dominate the mean--
No, I am overcome by
every progeny of feeling.
~Eden-Fae MacPhereson
9-7-06'