Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2011
don't be fooled by this white dress
these curves and lines
in truth, I am wearing autumn
colourful coats, wind at the feet
waving dark golden hair
got caught in her adorable breath
her face blooming with wisdom
gracefully she walks in
bringing with her the cold
that goes into my hands
and I hide them
in the pockets of my coat
drying my hair in the wind
drinking from her well
thinking through her slightly
melancholic mind
for you see, I am always wearing autumn
Video for the poem:
This poem is included in my poetry collection Colours of the sea.
Natasa Dolenc
Written by
Natasa Dolenc
Please log in to view and add comments on poems