Fall

Fall

A Poem by MainStream




It’s a blue,

     It’s a beautiful day,

          and I’m inside.

         All my leaves,

    have fallen down,

      now I'm leafless.



© 2017 MainStream



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Minimal and yet astonishing complete, this poem captures a world of feelings into few words. It makes me remember the grate haiku masters who were able to think and think for years before writing one single poem of no more then four verses.
Fall is a strange season: it is the preparation for winter, which is the death of nature and those long nights and stormy days naturally bring you to meditation. In your verses you succede to recreate that particular atmosphere. And it's beautiful, in its bittersweet way.
Nice poem indeed.

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MainStream

5 Days Ago

Thanks, I always appreciate any review because it helps me have insight into what others opinions ar.. read more



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Simple to read but the image is clear. I like the personification.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Being bare is very vulnerable ...but also drawing.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Adore the visual presentation of this piece. The stark, falling words to a single, final leaf. Exceptionally well done, adding a sense of visual art to complement the piece.

As for the piece itself, the simplicity of these lines are wistful. Also being a huge tree and nature lover, I can very well hear my great twin oaks moaning this against today's winter skies.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Nice use of nature to make your point. You made the reader feel the loneliness and the separation. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 5 Days Ago


Minimal and yet astonishing complete, this poem captures a world of feelings into few words. It makes me remember the grate haiku masters who were able to think and think for years before writing one single poem of no more then four verses.
Fall is a strange season: it is the preparation for winter, which is the death of nature and those long nights and stormy days naturally bring you to meditation. In your verses you succede to recreate that particular atmosphere. And it's beautiful, in its bittersweet way.
Nice poem indeed.

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MainStream

5 Days Ago

Thanks, I always appreciate any review because it helps me have insight into what others opinions ar.. read more
very creative. can't get much more fall than this ...

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MainStream

6 Days Ago

Thanks. Nice to receive your input, Pete.

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