The wind breathes its chilly air,
a light gust to prompt a scare
rustling trees as it weaves
through the blackened, dead leaves
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Their corpses gather on the ground
swept up to spin round and round
They move as if they've gained wings
relishing what this freedom brings
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Carried far from their roots
they rest upon new grass in groups
settled together in a foreign field
nature's way of giving yield
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The price Autumn has to pay
tribute of necrosis and decay
Earth accepts and receives the tithes
a fitting burial for the dead leaves
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This was a poem inspired by Chloe Rose's "Writing Prompts for October" challenge. Day 2: "Dead Leaves"
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I have a few stories and poems inside me that I want to share. Maybe, if I'm lucky, they'll reach people who'll enjoy them. 📖
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Comments (7)
This was beautiful ❤️ Thann you for sharing!
Those mini-cyclones--dust devils--lifting & swirling the Autumn leaves above the ground--I've always loved them. And the mulch they offer.... Lovely poem, Brin.
The price Autumn has to pay tribute of necrosis and decay YES Brin! THAT is stunning! Brilliantly done!
Brin, I am in love with this!! It was so well written! I love the rhyme scheme and overall feel of the poem, as well as your use of vivid imagery through descriptive language!! You did a great job bringing the reader into the setting with you!! Beautifully done!!
The great thing is that these dead leaves act as fodder for the new leaves to feed on. It is the circle of life. Great poem.
Fantastic job! Great work! Love it!
Nice piece ❤️🍂📝👍