Autumn;
Crisp leaves fall to the ground
As the wind blows with beauty through the yellowed trees.
They fall gracefully
Each one landing to the ground,
The breeze constantly changing the direction they head for.
Weather changing
From light to dark skies
Howling wind swoops amongst the branches bristling.
Orange blankets
Of mixed white clouds, heat the sky
Falling leaves act as decor as they crash and burn.
Author notes
I hope you like it. 
A contest entry
- Autumn. by morgana raven.
400 points, ended November 1, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
This is how I feel..
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Oh wow!!! Oh my goodness!! I love this. You did excellent with this. I love it from start to finish. It reminds me of Robert Frost. You did amazing with this write. Keep up the great writing!!
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wow this peice iz very amazing, i love your mature choice of words....your very creative...i love it....btw autumn/fall iz my favorite season
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I love it honey
You have such a wonderful coloring book shown here and you can paint the lovliest pictures with you words indeed .Bravo
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Thanks very much!
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A very beautiful piece. Keep up the good work ^^.
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awww sweet
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Thanks
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nps!
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Oh, a lovely and most wonderful autumn scene is presented here... very defly and well done! Oh, I loved it, loved it!
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i really enjoyed reading this
tho i did yarn at the end lol! not cause of this just cause im tied lol!!!! :L
great poem
best read myn biatch :L -
Dear poet:
you've painted a beautiful blanket of autumn leaves here, my heart just jumped into your words. Your form here is absolutely beautiful and your language exquisite!
I wish you the best of luck in the contest ahead,
Zach Estel.
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