Fall.

I SWEAR I read it four times, and though you've shown me this one before (maybe before editing it?) but I read it about four times now and everytime I read it, it gets more amazing! I grasp something deeper the more I think about it, perhaps this is perfection itself, I mean too perfect, or maybe I'm too bad at poetry, and I think the first option is more likely! haha

You've nailed it, Temps. The opening made me seriously interested, and I agree with Nana that the title fits the poem, so well.
Your expressions were really intriguing, you never fail to do that, do you? ;)

"for it was Autumn
when love was burnt to crisp
like a sullen leaf
as tipsy as her eyes of wine"

^

So much meaning, so much magic, though I really didn't get the right meaning of tipsy eyes or eyes of wine, yet, I guess it was pretty interesting to describe love in that way, burnt like a sullen leaf, and the referrings to Autumn....it was just brilliant.

Perhaps, you can PM me about what I couldn't really understand? :)

Lol I did not know you finnallly submitted it, let me tell you this,! this poem is a front page piece, a poem that would give such an honor for the website to have it pierced on its home page.

I love everything about this, how you chose " Fall" to be your title, to represent both falling ..and the Fall image in your opening!

I do cherish the expression " eyes of wine" so warm so deeply meaningful.

you are such a real dreamer jacey but what I admire the most about you is, being courageous ;)

You linger like
a pinch of cinnamon
in a pumpkin sky;
^

this is amazing, i love pumpkin sky, I can see that yellow orange mood...autumn..amazing mix with your 2nd stanza.. I think it is very powerful and nailed.

daydreaming of Macintosh gardens
that wilted before she could
harvest passion.

^
heartbreaking and yet, very mature and fits your title...i cant believe how perfect this poem is..I am voting for this next week immediately! out of votes..

a winner, and an all the time favorite poem.

five :)

I am glad that you finally found a solution for your ending, and that you've made your stanzas smaller. It eyes much softer this way. I don't think I have much to say, except that I admire your ability to struggle on with a poem even though it's been lying there for so long. I know I would've just lost my patience. :)