Leaves fall gracefully From the branches of a tree Where a robin sings.
By Darla M Seelyabout a year ago in Poets
Shuffle, knock-knock, pause, Eye to peep hole, room temp chills- Outside, by now, in
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
The golden sun shines. It penetrates trees, branches; Filters through the leaves.
Walking on dry leaves - Crunching, cinkling, crackling sounds; Many will scatter.
Each leaf is unique Each one has intricate veins - Wrinkled, rigid, and smooth.
All the fallen leaves Glisten with dew from fog And carpet the earth
A magical scene; Leaves softened by white blanket; Air is crisp and cool.
Foggy fall morning Leaves stand out against the gray. There's a heightened mist.
Autumn leaves appear On tranquil lakes, ponds, rivers; A clear reflection
Fallen leaves Brilliant magical path On a rainy day
Softly, joy cascades. Timely wisps, like eiderdown Flutter with Glee. Soar. ----- Pillows become art Dreamlike...seasonal magic,
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
Vibrantly singing I am displayed but briefly Our seasons, fleeting
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
