Fall

The transition from fall to winter

Released into the ever changing breeze

 

I tumble down, mixing in with the rest

 

Leaving the home that shall once again freeze

 

Forced to move, without request

 

 

Looking up at home, we have landed in a heap

 

Compressed into the ground with sodden feet

 

This is where we stay, this is where they reap

 

Our remains as we become obsolete

 

 

Broken beyond repair, our fragments scatter

 

The pathways that once was free and clear

 

The whiteness is coming, we no longer matter

 

Until we grow again at the start of next year.

 

 

The dampness allows us to latch onto your stride

 

But you scrape us away before heading inside

 

We were once green, but now that has been denied

 

Through the coldness we are exposed to outside.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[J.Sin]

FABULOUS!
Literally captivating.

[emipoemi]

I have no words.....my voice is in my awe!! This is beyond words. Well done!