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Fallen Anew
Fallen anew
Another season to recognize the truth
A mess of amber and orange leaves on a descent to kiss the ground
Reuniting with my roots
Gentle instability
Life's breeze providing a push
The ease with which I release my hold
Reassures me these changes are happening just as they should
Exposed now, with branches bare
Dreading my appearance of emptiness
Lacking flare
** A little note-to-self:
I will never be who I am destined to be, without first embracing who I am here
Another season to recognize the truth
A mess of amber and orange leaves on a descent to kiss the ground
Reuniting with my roots
Gentle instability
Life's breeze providing a push
The ease with which I release my hold
Reassures me these changes are happening just as they should
Exposed now, with branches bare
Dreading my appearance of emptiness
Lacking flare
** A little note-to-self:
I will never be who I am destined to be, without first embracing who I am here
Published 27th Nov 2022
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27th Nov 2022 7:11am
Hoi hoi
Hope this finds you well.
What a super lovely and honest way to look at things. And your ‘afterthought’ even adds to that.
I love it to pieces!
Kind regards, Gus
Hope this finds you well.
What a super lovely and honest way to look at things. And your ‘afterthought’ even adds to that.
I love it to pieces!
Kind regards, Gus
27th Nov 2022 8:11am
Dear T,
Fantastic poem. Your second stanza especially has such an ethereal quality about. Almost felt like a gentle wind across the face as I read it. I really enjoyed your reflections and wonderful writing style. H🌷
Fantastic poem. Your second stanza especially has such an ethereal quality about. Almost felt like a gentle wind across the face as I read it. I really enjoyed your reflections and wonderful writing style. H🌷
27th Nov 2022 8:56pm
Thank you, H! 💓
I remember the distinct moment in my brainstorming of this poem when I walked under the above-pictured tree. A light breeze had just swept by causing the leaves to fall on myself and to the ground. It was a sweet, little moment I got to share with nature.
I remember the distinct moment in my brainstorming of this poem when I walked under the above-pictured tree. A light breeze had just swept by causing the leaves to fall on myself and to the ground. It was a sweet, little moment I got to share with nature.
28th Nov 2022 2:28am
