His sight of her was fleeting , because she was very shy.
                     But , with her glaring beauty his attention she did buy.
                       A summers day could not compare to this autumns eeve.  
                       And with flowered conversation an attraction she did weave.
                      Days and days the man could spend looking into those eyes.
                       Guarding them from fear, and the dark of life's demise.    
                            Colourful and ever changing her beauty would always be.
                            Just like the leaves upon the autmn tree.
                             On this the eeve of autumn the man was allured.
                             By her beauty which endured.              



  The summer has it easy it's full of life and love.
                  Winter is full of death and the snow fall from above.
                   Spring time is the one know for new things awakening.
                    But autumn gets to feel the change of beauty enduring.
                    Autumn is the stark contrast of the seasons all.
                    It's trials and tribulations never make it fall.
                    And that is why the season that is the best to me.
                    Will always be the autumns eeve of well tested beauty.

" I am frankenstien" ( aka the villain) this poem is a brother to the hero

Hero ( this poem is written on a note pad app on my phone) That's why it's on note paper

________________________

I stand watch in the night
and I blow your fears away.

I will defend my beliefs
until my dying day.

I vowed to help the weak
and offer them my hand.

When asked what I stand for
I say those who can not stand.

I sit and shine my boots
with my back against the wall

At night I stay awake
in anticipation of a call.

I am one of many
for I do not stand alone.

We defend against the doubters
both the seen and unknown.

We patrol the waters
and sail mother Earth.

I will charge into guy fir without batting an eye
then I shall gladly die.

We stand in defense
so you don't have to.

We perpetuate the memories of those
who came before.

We stare death and the eye and
knock on heavens door.

The answer that you seek simply rhymes with my old oak tree.

I bet you can not guess just who we might be.

" the passing of fall"

Oranges, yellows, greens and reds fill the clouded sky
there is a chill about the air, as puffy figures float on by.

With a sense of urgency the animals collect thier things,
now they must prepare themselves , for the sleep that winter brings.

Mother nature covers up, that which in summer she did bare
thier furs she does thicken up form the fox down to the hare.

The air gets colder still once the sun goes down
an urgency boils up and spreads all around.

Her sons and duaghters watch as each day grows shorter yet
anxiety fills the air with thoughts of things they did not get.

Finally the movement stops and not a sound is heard
not a growl, bark, or a chirp and seen not is a bird.

Gone now are the animals , nary a one is seen at niether day nor night
passed are all the bright colors, now blanked in white.

The stiff chill felt in the air turns to winters bite.

______________________ ( I like to write descriptive poems and try and get the reader to guess who/what I'm talkign about, If I do my job right it should be an easy guess)

I am the one beneath your bed
I am a thing that is unknown.

I am the walking dead
I am your thoughts when your alone.

I am a failing sensation
I am a jolt inside your brain.

I am "the great motivator"
an anticipation of great pain.

All have me yes it's true
oh, what I can put you through.

I make your heart beat quicken
I make your breathes draw deep.

I am the one that makes you hide
or why you can't fall asleep.

The anticipation of somehting near
an imaginary figure that whispers in your ear.

I am a blurr of your perception.
Irrationality.
The thin defining line of all reality.

I come and visit all, be they girl or guy,
but the deep burning question is.

WHO THE HELL AM I?

Forever Deep

Forever deep, Forever true
Some scary shit,
 but we'll pull through.

Some secret shit
 beneath the sea
We'll handle it,
 my crew and me.

Forever deep, Forever true
We'll past this test
We'll roll on through.

We'll bring 'em down
into the deep.
We'll tuck them in
Eternal sleep.

To each  enemy
There's ever been
You can not shoot
What can't be seen.

So there we hide
Beneath the sea
Patrolling depths my crew and me.

Navy blue forever more
Until we knock on heavens door.