A crumpled leaf drifts through the sky
To join the remnants of its kind
Scattered across the weathered path
Leaving the times of warmth behind
A golden Sun hangs low at Dawn
Its hue matching that of each leaf
As bare tree limbs desert their coats
Their time elapsed, nonetheless brief
Such dreaded a farewell
The fall of snow approaching nigh
A frigid breeze draws near with haste
As Autumn fades before the eye
Author notes
I am particularly fond of the season of Autumn, partially because of my birthday, but mostly simply because it is such a beautiful season. In honor of Autumn, which will be arriving soon, I wrote this poem.
Written August 21st, 2005
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Applaudable!
This poem has a good ammount of imagry, if I may say. It is very nicely constructed. However, and I mean this in this kindest fashion, I might suggest considering your rhyming pattern. It is every so slightly uneven as you near the final paragraph. Perhaps it's just me. Nonetheless, I simply adore this poem. Keep writing!
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