I watch the leaves fall to the ground
Before the wind rushes
To take possession of them.
The leaves are the reddest, fiery and golden.
They tease the senses
At their most transcendent.
I watch enticed
Only for so long.
In a whisper, they all glide away with time.
STARTED WALKING AGAIN AND LUNCH REUNIONS
11 hours ago
9 comments:
Lovely words. Best wishes for the New Year to you and your family. :)
Sometimes things of great beauty are so fleeting...small gifts to brighten our day for a brief moment. Lovely poem, cherie.
All the best to you while you are watching the falling leaves.
beautiful verse...i love to watch the leaves fall..
Lovely verse, Cherie!
lovely poem, Che. it pictures a quiet moment taking time to appreciate the unfoldings of nature around such as the falling leaves. happy New Year to you and your family.
warm hugs to you, sunnymama! does it snow over there in your part of the UK? our best wishes to you and sunnyboy and his "best papa ever!"
thank you, ms. carmen, nothing compared to yours. but you're right, so pretty and so fleeting.
thank you, rainfield. hey, got an idea, why don't you write something about leaves, eh?
thanks, brian. it makes me sad that their prettiness doesn't last. in the end, they fall and we step on them. they're reduced to nothing.
thank you, Icy! just contemplating things while my throat heals. if i had to choose which kind of leaves i'd like to be, i think i'd rather be like the leaves in summer. they're ordinary. but they're part of the tree, they're useful, they give life.
thanks, betchik. another season unfolding. i wonder what the next one brings.
Nice poem with pretty visual images...
Leaves are not only beautiful but they play an important part in our ecological system. I like to mow mine to turn them into mulch and assist lawn fertilization, while my husband wants the grandchildren to rake them and have them hauled away. The city in turn uses them to create mulch.
what a lovely family project. yes, they can still be productive once they fall on the ground.
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