Damn You Verlaine!

Yes, it's kind of miserable, but it was one of the first poems I ever liked when they quoted it in a war movie. One of the lines was the code word to the French Resistance warning them of D Day. And that is what started my amateur writing career. lol Whatever.

Walking home, it is in the air today...

The long sobs
of autumn's
violins
wound my heart
with a monotonous
languor.

Suffocating
and pallid, when
the clock strikes,
I remember
the days long past
and I weep.

And I set off
in the rough wind
that carries me
hither and thither
like a dead
leaf.

Yep. Verlaine, such a little bitch. 

STFU!

Go away!