Winds of Change

Autumn- In two Essence verses- Each verse of two lines, each line six syllables with internal and end rhymes

trees sway to winds of change-

leaves play along the range

 

branches arch, the trees moan

naked larch rattles bones

Author's Note

My second attempt at this ever, be kind please.

Thanks to Naked Poet for spotting a bug in the larch

Reviews

[TAO]

Be kind? I see not that there is a need; your work is awesome, to say the least. I'm coming to see you as...competition, now (don't take that the wrong way; my 'competition' is the means by which I am typically inspired - aside from my anger issues, that is). Very well done; short, sweet, and very pointed lesson in how much strength brevity itself can hold.

[em]

oh!! the winds of change always stir - your poem is like watching autumn in action - at sunset! - beautiful - inspiring - spellbinding - and multi-hued!

oh - i forgot i had to be kind!!! :P

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. i'm so sorry but i am incapable of kindness ... but this is brilliant ... it's smooth ... like warm whiskey with ginger ... and it hits ... like a tequila shot ... beautifully vivid poetry despite immense limitations ... :) ...

interesting