Fall Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#fall
eternal hope
Eternal hope
In the ditches of a sandy lane where I once lived
tiny etherical bushes sprung up overnight
Brilliantly green as floating in the air, they were
born by the wind and were a child’s first dream.
As dreams, they didn’t last long, a week at most
one night they flew away, a fairytale untold.
At dawn, before other animals awoke, rabbits
sat hearing a whisper of time aeons gone.
In burrows or in homes, the dream appears
often in the form of a lullaby, we call it hope.
In the ditches of a sandy lane where I once lived
tiny etherical bushes sprung up overnight
Brilliantly green as floating in the air, they were
born by the wind and were a child’s first dream.
As dreams, they didn’t last long, a week at most
one night they flew away, a fairytale untold.
At dawn, before other animals awoke, rabbits
sat hearing a whisper of time aeons gone.
In burrows or in homes, the dream appears
often in the form of a lullaby, we call it hope.
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
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autumn fires
shine,
lean against
my inspiration,
dance
like the wind
at my windowsills,
rush, those
quick steps,
choose again
little breathless
moments,
now fading
into memories
as
autumn fires
turn to
distant ashes.
lean against
my inspiration,
dance
like the wind
at my windowsills,
rush, those
quick steps,
choose again
little breathless
moments,
now fading
into memories
as
autumn fires
turn to
distant ashes.
#sky
#fall
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
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a change (of season)
the sun notices a change
as the winds blow colder,
fewer warm days to tempt us
while the seasons grow colder,
overdue leaves begin to stain
turning landscapes satin and bright,
dusting the ground while falling
bright red and golden flames,
twirling shadows in moonlight
as the cold weathers cascade,
the bare trees waving goodbye
while autumn's beauty fades.
as the winds blow colder,
fewer warm days to tempt us
while the seasons grow colder,
overdue leaves begin to stain
turning landscapes satin and bright,
dusting the ground while falling
bright red and golden flames,
twirling shadows in moonlight
as the cold weathers cascade,
the bare trees waving goodbye
while autumn's beauty fades.
#trees
#winter
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
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Transition
A lone snowflake glides stealthily
through the late autumn mists,
scouting the barren territory
for the incoming invasion force
It floats to the ground
& fades into its surroundings,
reporting to the commander of the white army --
"the enemy is unaware of its imminent danger"
Additional squads of glittery commandos
leap from their silent aircraft
& link up at the scout's position
as the tension mounts
Suddenly the distant treetops disappear
behind a thick curtain of parachutes;
Wave after wave...
through the late autumn mists,
scouting the barren territory
for the incoming invasion force
It floats to the ground
& fades into its surroundings,
reporting to the commander of the white army --
"the enemy is unaware of its imminent danger"
Additional squads of glittery commandos
leap from their silent aircraft
& link up at the scout's position
as the tension mounts
Suddenly the distant treetops disappear
behind a thick curtain of parachutes;
Wave after wave...
#storm
#winter
#fall
#nature
#LifeCycle
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footsteps (fleeting)
now what
disappearing
signs induce
my thoughts,
passing days
brought to mind,
these close
to leaving
moments,
hold on
a little longer,
autumn fleeing
through
barren woods,
away
from view
as winter's
showing,
strong winds
blowing
your footsteps
away,
covered over
dressed
in winter's
casual dew.
disappearing
signs induce
my thoughts,
passing days
brought to mind,
these close
to leaving
moments,
hold on
a little longer,
autumn fleeing
through
barren woods,
away
from view
as winter's
showing,
strong winds
blowing
your footsteps
away,
covered over
dressed
in winter's
casual dew.
#trees
#winter
#fall
#wind
#nature
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Awakening
Time has fallen asleep upon October.
Her moon was full
and it whispered.
Pathway paved silver with midnight.
The macabre trees shiver alive with the
cold, fluttering, vexatious wind of persuasion.
Dry wood crackling,
moaning hollow tales.
Her roots woven to this mortal plane.
A rooted sanctuary.
Leaves stir in the electric pull.
Gently, they rise.
Spirits of this land
Awakening.
Owl’s sing a haunting sonata to wandering prey.
Amber eyes like silence,
listening.
The empty, lost...
Her moon was full
and it whispered.
Pathway paved silver with midnight.
The macabre trees shiver alive with the
cold, fluttering, vexatious wind of persuasion.
Dry wood crackling,
moaning hollow tales.
Her roots woven to this mortal plane.
A rooted sanctuary.
Leaves stir in the electric pull.
Gently, they rise.
Spirits of this land
Awakening.
Owl’s sing a haunting sonata to wandering prey.
Amber eyes like silence,
listening.
The empty, lost...
#loneliness
#earth
#fall #night
#fall #night
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oncoming autumn
the paths
of most flowers
are clear
and left behind
from hour to hour
leaving
like a whisper,
even the songs
of summer
fade
while the feathered
compasses
turn south,
the leaves
busying themselves,
dressing
and painting
for their play,
colors flowing
to bathe
our eyes,
let the
warm days go now,
rest
while clouds
gather
to disguise
soft dying days,
but thoughts
and memories
are
left sighing.
of most flowers
are clear
and left behind
from hour to hour
leaving
like a whisper,
even the songs
of summer
fade
while the feathered
compasses
turn south,
the leaves
busying themselves,
dressing
and painting
for their play,
colors flowing
to bathe
our eyes,
let the
warm days go now,
rest
while clouds
gather
to disguise
soft dying days,
but thoughts
and memories
are
left sighing.
#trees
#flowers
#fall
#nature
#LifeCycle
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Autumn
Autumn.
Dried leaves falling. Flying. Dropping to the ground below.
Rakes. Rakes to round up piles of brown, lifeless, flaky leaves.
Trees. Trees no longer green. Green is just a memory.
Orange. Red. Yellow. Autumn colors reign.
Scents. Flowery scents change to pumpkin spice.
Time. Time is changing. Changing our clocks.
Days. Days are darker. Faster. Colder.
Autumn. Metamorphosis. Change. It's here.
Dried leaves falling. Flying. Dropping to the ground below.
Rakes. Rakes to round up piles of brown, lifeless, flaky leaves.
Trees. Trees no longer green. Green is just a memory.
Orange. Red. Yellow. Autumn colors reign.
Scents. Flowery scents change to pumpkin spice.
Time. Time is changing. Changing our clocks.
Days. Days are darker. Faster. Colder.
Autumn. Metamorphosis. Change. It's here.
#fall
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the flower
have i not
looked so correctly,
giving you more
than a second
glance,
speaking your praise
as i near you,
each time
passing your way,
you, once
stood there proudly,
your blooms
blushing
with compliments,
you, out surpassing
any imagination,
but now
summer has passed,
your time has passed,
you stand naked,
losing your crown,
losing your robe,
and now, none
see the beauty
of your once blooms,
but i, ...
looked so correctly,
giving you more
than a second
glance,
speaking your praise
as i near you,
each time
passing your way,
you, once
stood there proudly,
your blooms
blushing
with compliments,
you, out surpassing
any imagination,
but now
summer has passed,
your time has passed,
you stand naked,
losing your crown,
losing your robe,
and now, none
see the beauty
of your once blooms,
but i, ...
#flowers
#fall
#nature
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seasonal glance
she stood
there
wrapped up
in visions
and
contented
smiles
at the
cool
stone-lined
pathway
overlooking
the lazy
flowing creek,
unannounced
as
it passed by
those
pastel glazed
fall trees,
their
happy tears
marked
by each
magnificently
dropped
painted leaf
that
were readily
given up
to
the delight
of tourist
and
occasional
passing friends.
there
wrapped up
in visions
and
contented
smiles
at the
cool
stone-lined
pathway
overlooking
the lazy
flowing creek,
unannounced
as
it passed by
those
pastel glazed
fall trees,
their
happy tears
marked
by each
magnificently
dropped
painted leaf
that
were readily
given up
to
the delight
of tourist
and
occasional
passing friends.
#trees
#fall
#nature
#mountains
#LifeCycle
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Forgotten
Perhaps
Tis time
To lay down my quill
As interest in my writing
Has fallen ill
As an Autumn leaf
Abandons the tree
Despite the colour
It has died
As it falls gently
Floating on the wind
Of destiny
Knowing
That it will soon
Be trodden under foot
And forgotten
by Jemia
Tis time
To lay down my quill
As interest in my writing
Has fallen ill
As an Autumn leaf
Abandons the tree
Despite the colour
It has died
As it falls gently
Floating on the wind
Of destiny
Knowing
That it will soon
Be trodden under foot
And forgotten
by Jemia
#fall
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
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blue nightingale
she
sings
the blue nightingale
of
an autumn
bride
sings
the blue nightingale
of
an autumn
bride
#wife
#birds
#fall
#music
#LongDistanceRelationship
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