There is a sense of mourning in Autumn.
The last fiery color before the cold and gray
when Autumn reaches out to those around her,
desperate to connect
before the veil comes down--
before everything changes
and she is
alone.
(Thanks to Pandora of "Poetry & Creative Expressions" for the inspiration.)
4 comments:
Nice! there is something about autumn that helps to create poetry.
There is! Thanks!
and walking on cornflake leaves .... without milk.
Exactly! I love that image!
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