Storm clouds rush across the sky.
My ivy plant lies in crumpled death-by-wind
with only a few leaves hanging on in hope.
And poetry class is over.
My professor retired
and gave me an 'A'
and told me I should publish
some of my poems.
Some of my classmates are graduating.
This chapter of my life is coming to a close,
with only the few green leaves
remaining to bring life and hope
and learning and memory
into the next.

----This thread is CLOSED.  Thank you to everyone who added and made it wonderful.  Please explore and read some of the poems written but do not add more.  Also NOTE: this last chapter is not looking for a rating.  It is simply a closing poem.  (Feel free to rate the other chapters, though.  Thanks, FogCat-------

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My semester and my poetry class have come to an end and I will miss them both. Thank to to everyone who contributed lovely poems to this thread. I know spring isn't technically over, but I'm going to ask that no one post more poems here. It is officially CLOSED. Please feel free to explore some of the great poems here and rate and comment--feedback is always appreciated. Thank you all, -FogCat-

updated May 9 '09 by FogCat