Autumn Pilots

Autumn Pilots

A Poem by Chris Shaw

look at kamikaze leaves
without hesitation they jump
from a branch on the tallest tree

no parachutes have they
no need to play a violin to help
them on their way

no need for them to hope
for arrival of a rescue boat
they tumble down acceptingly

cast in glorious shades of gold
there is no holding them back
no lack of willingness

they part company so readily
no sad farewells to their parent
a breath of air and they're gone

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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It is nice to read a poem about the falling leaves. We don't have the autumn experience in Florida.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Hello Lea. Thank you for your visit. I hope all is good with you. I can't imagine not having an autu.. read more
Lea Sheryn

3 Years Ago

Thank you, Chris. I lived in the northeast of the States when I was growing up so I remember the ch.. read more
I'm watching them fall right now from my window as I type this review. They are loners, each one takes its own path downward, gracefully. When they are ready, they fall gently, twisting and turning and swirling to the the earth in a patchwork of color. They need no rescue; they will themselves to swoop. Lovely way to describe autumn. Well written poem Chris. As always, Betty

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Such a lovely poetic response from you Betty. Yes, it is a delight to watch both the colour and move.. read more
I think these crazy's wait impatiently through both spring and summer just to enjoy this wild jumping spree


Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Wouldn't it be fun if they could bungee jump. Ha, what a thought. Thank you Dave.
A beautiful poem and a wonderful way to revel in the autumn. :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Lovely to see you butterfly. Thank you for your valued visit.

Chris
Beautiful metaphors used.
It's so pretty this time of year.
I took my dog to the forest and took some nice pics of the colours
Lovely writing Chris :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Your dog must have loved that trip as much as you Ana. Thank you so much for checking this one out. .. read more
Ana Papaya

3 Years Ago

He loved it, yes. :)
You're welcome!
A lovely, wonder-filled piece of work.
Your perspective, decidedly unique.
Stimulating to have experienced such delightful insights.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

What a lovely response Jimmy. I thank you.

Chris
A wonderful paean to the loveliest of seasons Chris. I adore autumn, especially the richness of colours that abound. We can learn much from nature; not the least lesson being how essential rebirth is to the eternal cycle of life.

Beccy.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

So pleased you enjoyed this autumn effort Beccy. Thank you kindly for checking in with your thoughts.. read more
This is another of the poet's nature offerings, and a beautiful one it is. Never thought of leaves as suicide pilots, but kamikaze means "Divine Wind," and the poem suggests that is what is at work here. The golden leaves make no resistance, just let go when the right time comes. No sad farewells, indeed. I most fervently agree; my living will says no heroic measures to keep my mostly dead body alive. A breath of air and I'm gone.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Always good to hear your thoughts John. Thank you so much for checking this one out. All good wishe.. read more
I like the metaphor I got from this write, wonderfully written

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Kay-T. Appreciate your response. I am liking your new avatar. Is that you?

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Be-leaf it or not, it is the cycle that plays out for our enjoyment ... pity the poor firs and pines that stay that same old boring green. The Lion King can lay claim, but trees represent the true circle of life, undressing in autumn, shivering naked all winter, then pulling on a fresh set of clothes in Spring.

Good one Chris

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Ted for that truly poetic response. So visual. A poem itself. All good wishes.

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