The Tune of Autumn

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Skies of blue and leaves made green by Summer’s fruitful stay,
‘Til time ticks on inevitably and steals our Sun away.
Fleeting visions of warmth and gleam we struggle to prolong,
‘for the chilling winds of Autumn roll and sing their damning song.

With blistering speeds and suddenty, they settle in at night,
And when we wake it leaves no trace but our now waning light.
The cold arrives and digs in deep, dashes our last memory,
And as it goes along it chants the same dispirit melody.

It lights the trees on fire, paints their branches orange and red,
‘Til the woods scream out in chorus, then fall silent, quiet, dead.
Like dust and ash, they soar a while, but then they settle down,
And the once lively greenery is turned a hollow ground.

There’s no one left to mourn them, they’ve befallen the same fate,
But Autumn hums its requiem whilst wiping clean the slate.

Submitted: December 08, 2020

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Artic Wolf 1984

You said it perfectly here. With words you've captured autumn and everything it brings forth. You've painted a picture as well as written a song for autumn. Well done!

Tue, January 5th, 2021 7:24am

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