Autumn's a River, streams of gold, burnt reds, yellows- my boat is ready.
By Kathleen Thompsonabout a year ago in Poets
Send Lazarus’ hand, dip a finger, cool my tongue— warn my brothers’ hearts.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
Whispering Zephyr Stirs foliage mosaic Firey fingers fall. * Written for Falling Leaves Challenge.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Read our future in Raspberry tea tinted leaves Air the fated fall.
By C. Carlsonabout a year ago in Poets
The leaves are falling, showering us in colors. Rustling, in the breeze.
By Chere Roshawn Hamptonabout a year ago in Poets
A cool breeze passes Bringing with it showering Leaves of red and gold
By Krysha Thorpabout a year ago in Poets
Crisp leaves usher in Autumn in all its glory Bright colors fade fast
Warmth eddies through blue. False flame turns death to glory. Mistaken, I rise.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Poets
Well before the fall we fell. Lost to nature's wrath, human indifference.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Bare branches reaching, their voices lost to the wind, only silence stays.
By E. C. Miraabout a year ago in Poets
That last leaf blushes, Shakes, bobbles, falters… endures. Autumn’s lone witness.
By K.D. Popielabout a year ago in Poets
Right before they fall Red to brown, burnt with frostbite, Frost rubs out the flames.
