The leaves whisper secrets
only the ancient and quiet know
about dying.
I listen
and softly fading,
follow.
Author notes
Nope. Not saying another word. 
Picture: by me 
Please tell me what you really think. Criticism welcomed.
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The whispers that hide behind these words speak volumes. I love the simple way you expressed them here. The two stanzas are so separate, yet so interwoven. Lovely.
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I had to come and read this because of my anme and the Autumn reference. It truly feels a lot like I do right now. You capture it perfectly. Well done
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Very peaceful..very nice!
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…and you don’t have to say another word. You said so much with the few you used. Good work.
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simple but sweet while saying a mound of things. Very well done.
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Pretty, and serene...your words make me think-stop and listen. Sometimes I forget there is more to be seen and heard than just the obvious.
♥
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This is an incredibly gentle realization that we are all moving that direction, and how lessons about how to do it gracefully, are in plain sight. Beautiful.
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Oh my this was awesome!!!! Very awesome in a big big way
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…again. How inspired. A really clear picture using oh, so few words
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Hood-Winked!
As the seasons change and the leaves fall and fade we too are fulfilling our destiny. Beautiful write so full of vivid imagery and emotion. I so enjoyed reading and I love the pic you are very talented. Hugs Theresa
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Hoodwinked
I like the one lone leaf in color and the rest in black and whole. It makes it stand out. Your descriptions are vivid and brings the poem to life. Best of luck to you in your future writes.
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Hook-Wink!
Nice picture! I like the brevity and the way you only gave me enough information for me to be wanting more. The part about dying was most interesting to me for some reason. Cheers
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Stunning and deep the kind of poetry that takes hold of ones heart
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very impressive. the close up of leaves in your bg is awesome and the poem is deep. short and deep.
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wow
you know me and nature imagery. sooo groovy. love it!
your work has changed so much since we first met...always better.
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Before i only knew one poet on AP to write like this.
Short deep and captivating.
With the basic truth flowing free.
Picture like the flowers on 'Yesterday today and tomorrow'(Francesia Latifolia).
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Perfect
The colour of you is at one with these leaves - so too your words and images. 100% perfect.
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Your photo is beautiful
I find there is a humbleness to this write...an acceptance, and respect about life, about death. Great penning
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Thank you.
I feel we must have a humble acceptance and understanding of death, so it means so much to have you say that.
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That is a stunning picture - and what you have written is very fitting ... I love the way the text spirals down to a pointed ending - the visual is a great match to the poem
the very idea of the ancient is powerful, and that power is clearly expressed in this poem
Keep writing
Polly
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well one the picture is gorgous
two i love the poem short and sweet and yet amazing :]
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Following a seasonal lifespan, it leads to the deep sleep of winter...then a revival to a flourishing new year.
Amazing piece. No need for additional words...just this: before the chilling willow, hopefully you shall choose to stay preserved - the fiery beauty of autumn still has some life, you know. ^_^
--Flare
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Ahhh... you catch the true spirit of autumn - and of my heart.
I miss you!!!
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this frightens me...
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really? why?
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hehe...long story
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You take nice pictures.
You write great poetry.
Can you cook?
Joe
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Actually, I can cook! I LOVE to cook and bake!
Not so great at cleaning and organizing though
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This is sad and gripping, a poem that really does have that "ahh.... " factor. Well done!
Love,
Amera♥
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Thank you, dear sister
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Awe-struck by the emotions
In love with the picture
& concerned for you
Perfection on paper darlin
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Thank you, sweet angel
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There's the rest of it! Don't follow too close, you're the bright one in your picture...
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You're too sweet
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Expand your view and realize that the dead leaves are a part of the tree that it has shed that it may continue to live. The leaves are a part of the tree it no longer needs, and the tree lets go of them.
We all could learn a thing or two from trees.
Great poem, however. So much said in so few words, perhaps more even than you realize.
Garrison
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I always eagerly anticipate your comments for their insights.
If only we could all be as wise and poetic as you (wouldn't the world be a better place?)
Thank you.
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This needs no extra words.
I love it as is. Where did you find the black and white leaves?
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Since this under the 'personal' category, I am very wary of w/e you may be going through now (or have recently)...if I'm right in thinking what I'm thinking, I hope you feel better soon.
As for the picture, DAMN. Yeah, I love the red-orange leaf that stands out amidst black and white--you know...I think that leaf is you.
The colors of a phoenix. Plus, it's just effing stunning, so w00t! Those are exactly the kind of pictures I want to take.
As for nature, I've never been a fan, and both in the picture and the poem, you make it into something...
dare I say it?
Gorgeous. (No, I don't use the word 'beautiful' often. It makes people too happy. LMAO).
I think the entire thing was short & [bitter]sweet!! Like...lemonade.
I love the 'only' in L2--heightens your impact so much more.
I love the "I listen", and the ending is killer in a soft way...which I fancy.
Me encanta eso!!!
Jessica
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I love the word "wary".
Thanks for your awesome comment...
and for the concern.
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