Fall by Top Critiquers Poems
#fall
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 5:33am
31st Oct 2023 5:33am
autumn
he was
flowing
in my
calm brush
of breeze...
after
constant
messages ...
he changed
his directon...
looks like
he found
someone else...
My Autumn
flowing
in my
calm brush
of breeze...
after
constant
messages ...
he changed
his directon...
looks like
he found
someone else...
My Autumn
#fall
248 reads
19 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 00:58am
6th Sep 2024 00:58am
Visions Of September
It is the Autumn, of your eyes
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
283 reads
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Mar 2021 11:38am
18th Mar 2021 11:38am
it's how you fell em
falling over and over again in my heading down those stepping away for a minute from the facts
appears stranger than diction
appears stranger than diction
#fall
334 reads
1 Comment
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 3:41am
14th Oct 2019 3:41am
Tree Party
Autumn is one big rowdy party
All the colours play their part
One last hurrah before descending
to the monochrome of winter
Green is the host, calm and responsible
preparing food
cleaning the house
setting the stage for celebrations to come
Months of preparation
Golden yellow brings conversation
cheerful smiles
bubbling banter
sharing life’s moments
warmth and friendship
Casual contemplation
Orange strolls in with lights and music
electric energy
frenetic fun ...
All the colours play their part
One last hurrah before descending
to the monochrome of winter
Green is the host, calm and responsible
preparing food
cleaning the house
setting the stage for celebrations to come
Months of preparation
Golden yellow brings conversation
cheerful smiles
bubbling banter
sharing life’s moments
warmth and friendship
Casual contemplation
Orange strolls in with lights and music
electric energy
frenetic fun ...
#beauty
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
601 reads
6 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
19th Oct 2019 2:14pm
19th Oct 2019 2:14pm
Not Quite Haiku
I
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
#summer
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
476 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
27th Aug 2022 3:16am
27th Aug 2022 3:16am
Fall, with Open Arms
Round here, the summers are brutal
Today it was One-0-Eight
(That’s 42 to some of you)
It’s so hot your skin can fry and bake
‘Round here, summer starts in April
And sometimes lasts past September
Why did I move to this place?
Dang it, I wish I could remember
But once the season changes
And the sun has a new position
Something magical happens
I begin to have a sunnier disposition
The cool breeze brings bright memories
Of my college years, of freshman days
When youth and opportunity seemed endless
When...
Today it was One-0-Eight
(That’s 42 to some of you)
It’s so hot your skin can fry and bake
‘Round here, summer starts in April
And sometimes lasts past September
Why did I move to this place?
Dang it, I wish I could remember
But once the season changes
And the sun has a new position
Something magical happens
I begin to have a sunnier disposition
The cool breeze brings bright memories
Of my college years, of freshman days
When youth and opportunity seemed endless
When...
#summer
#fall
#memories #aging
#memories #aging
357 reads
7 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 3:18pm
12th Sep 2024 3:18pm
The Call Of September
This mornin' i woke up nicely shaped, the Fall once more still faithful to its mist.
to its chilling mornings,its mystic face, full of unpredictable tomorrows..but
they harbinger good vibes,shining and sparkling in the dew drops
that adorn the budding grass of September..
Cheerful vibes vibrate in the air, with sun rays effortlessly seep thru' the mist
and fall mild and damp on the tender ground..
Gently walking upward, the winds talking, whispering, inspiring a cool theme
on my mind; a pastoral diction in my heart, where the hills follow...
to its chilling mornings,its mystic face, full of unpredictable tomorrows..but
they harbinger good vibes,shining and sparkling in the dew drops
that adorn the budding grass of September..
Cheerful vibes vibrate in the air, with sun rays effortlessly seep thru' the mist
and fall mild and damp on the tender ground..
Gently walking upward, the winds talking, whispering, inspiring a cool theme
on my mind; a pastoral diction in my heart, where the hills follow...
#emotions
#fall
#inspirational
#morning
#motivational
114 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
19th Mar 2023 9:26pm
19th Mar 2023 9:26pm
Autumn Bride
Autumn Bride
Tresses like the currents
In a dark autumn river
Tied around the bend in a bun
Pastel rainbow circles her blouse
Round yonder bosom
Where night sleeps
Midnight spandex
Hugs her hips
In the muscled strength
Of a Selkie who shed her seal skin
To roam the Irish glens
On a human husband quest
Her voice a mystic song
That echoes ethereally
In enchantress lilt
Echoing on shamrock banks
Of rivers of lore
Where her barefoot shimmy
Signs the grassy knolls
Tresses like the currents
In a dark autumn river
Tied around the bend in a bun
Pastel rainbow circles her blouse
Round yonder bosom
Where night sleeps
Midnight spandex
Hugs her hips
In the muscled strength
Of a Selkie who shed her seal skin
To roam the Irish glens
On a human husband quest
Her voice a mystic song
That echoes ethereally
In enchantress lilt
Echoing on shamrock banks
Of rivers of lore
Where her barefoot shimmy
Signs the grassy knolls
#women
#beauty
#fall
#mythology
#sensual
212 reads
4 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
22nd Sep 2021 9:00pm
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
488 reads
28 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
24th Sep 2018 2:32pm
24th Sep 2018 2:32pm
Postmortem
https://youtu.be/AVYYpNaSs2Y
Was listening to this and out came this
Please listen while reading, Thanks.
Pixies & fireflies hide in plain view
beneath a midnight sky tucked
underneath a Harvest moon
Yellow and orange painted leaves
dispatch and wave goodbye
with no sound to be heard
when passing by.
Raindrops fall and shift gears
washing death away another day
soon another year
loves dying...
Was listening to this and out came this
Please listen while reading, Thanks.
Pixies & fireflies hide in plain view
beneath a midnight sky tucked
underneath a Harvest moon
Yellow and orange painted leaves
dispatch and wave goodbye
with no sound to be heard
when passing by.
Raindrops fall and shift gears
washing death away another day
soon another year
loves dying...
#fall
807 reads
15 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 4:11pm
14th Sep 2024 4:11pm
Autumn in the Suburbs
Sometimes I think I'm just a murderer,
obsessed with one season,
stalking the red-gold woods and streets
with gloved hands and an ambition
to stain an oak tree red with blood
and thereby bring balance to creation.
Such absolute beauty
as autumn in the suburbs must
be paid for with a sacrifice.
I learned this holy fact when I was twelve
and hiding in the trees
I saw a man garrotte his love,
and leave it underneath a shroud
of crunchy, fallen leaves.
The lonely October unfurls,
a maid upon her silken bed. ...
obsessed with one season,
stalking the red-gold woods and streets
with gloved hands and an ambition
to stain an oak tree red with blood
and thereby bring balance to creation.
Such absolute beauty
as autumn in the suburbs must
be paid for with a sacrifice.
I learned this holy fact when I was twelve
and hiding in the trees
I saw a man garrotte his love,
and leave it underneath a shroud
of crunchy, fallen leaves.
The lonely October unfurls,
a maid upon her silken bed. ...
#dark
#fall
#fear #night
#fear #night
108 reads
2 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 00:49am
30th Aug 2022 00:49am
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
402 reads
10 Comments
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