Held aloft
for a reason,
a season...
a lifetime becomes shorter
the longer the days d
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Winds adjudicate and extricate the greenery
which litter the scenery with browns and orange,
crimson,
yellow... so many left to fend
for in the end
leaves become languid and bitter.
Tossed about in flutters and wafts,
this once upon a greenery...
They litter the scenery.
© JPW – 2013
nice...love the play in the letters and words....smiles...i love autumn too so nice poem to evoke the season....
ReplyDeleteThe decline of the letters fall differently on three different computers, I'm not crazy about those results, but the message came together nicely. Thanks for joining the Autumn party!
DeleteI like the colors of autumn...crimson yellow, orange - and meaning you have attached to them, languid, bitter, littering the scenery ~
ReplyDeleteBitter in that their beauty lasts for a brief moment and then fall to earth to decay. The scatter or litter is in the eye of the beholder, I suppose! Thanks for the visit Grace!
DeleteYou have evoked the fall feeling wonderfully in your poem, Jeep. Leaves definitely do litter the scenery at this time of the year. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteFall is the perfect pseudonym for the Autumn season. Hints of Roger Williams playing Autumn Leaves in the soundtrack of the season, for sure. I always appreciate your support, Mary!
Deleteand aren't they the most beautiful litter one can think of.. smiles
ReplyDeleteThey certainly are, Claudia! An organic blanket of vibrancy!
DeleteFalling leaves do mark the season...enjoyed the visual play of your words!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, PL! A sure sign of the season, for sure!
DeleteGreat wordplay here, and loved your formatting of "decline." I'm not nearly that clever!
ReplyDeleteAlso enjoyed the thought of autumn leaves as, well, garbage, or litter. Like the castoff regrets of trees, newly resplendent in their shameless nudity! Amy
Geez, even your comments wax poetic! Trees in their shameless nudity? Kilmer just went to take a cold shower! Thanks Amy!
DeleteSkillfully written, Joseph. I love the idea of the winds adjudicating greenery. They are showing their power here today.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Victoria. The winds set the course for their flight; they possess the power!
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in the breeze
Your pictures linger.
Cheers!
Thanks Jeff. That is appreciated!
DeleteLoredana, Glad you made it over, no matter when it was. I've been reading your work and have been enjoying it. Autumn has become a favorite of mine too! Thanks for the return! :)
ReplyDeleteNicely set-up poem, Jeep. It reads lovely.
ReplyDeletePamela
Nice of you to say Pamela! It came together nicely!
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