Leaves.

With autumn comes the changes
in the colour of the trees
As they glow with inner fire
before leaping on the breeze
Then a symphony of sounds
in dry rattle, crunchy squeeze
Until fading life escapes them
back to earth return the leaves.

Our relationship was like them
once fresh, young, the moment seize
With time, a strength and steadiness
for both comfort and to please
Now a final burst of colour
springing forth despite unease
But from all the pain and heartache
my soul shrivels up and leaves.

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[ this is my response to Pooky’s Poetry Prompt 23 – One Word Title ]

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10 thoughts on “Leaves.

        • All was autumn when I left the Southern Hemisphere, so that is my last memories of home which were channelled after I came up with the title word of inspiration. What’s your excuse 😉 do you like the white winter snow!

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