Thursday, October 23, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Autumn leaves
Autumn reaches
into brilliance
proving age
has its passions
and every phase
its prime
every leaf
every love
every day
And you and I
might flutter up like moths
in that vortical dance
they do
And you and I
might be the blooms
and bounty
of the garden
And you and I
might be the zephyr
that lifts the leaves
one by one
summer ends
one by one
autumn rustlings
as I look up
gazing
And then you and I
might be the breeze
that carries each leaf down
crumbling
and crackling
into earth again
its the me and you
growing old together
watching the fairies gather
twigs
to make a raft
into brilliance
proving age
has its passions
and every phase
its prime
every leaf
every love
every day
And you and I
might flutter up like moths
in that vortical dance
they do
And you and I
might be the blooms
and bounty
of the garden
And you and I
might be the zephyr
that lifts the leaves
one by one
summer ends
one by one
autumn rustlings
as I look up
gazing
And then you and I
might be the breeze
that carries each leaf down
crumbling
and crackling
into earth again
its the me and you
growing old together
watching the fairies gather
twigs
to make a raft
poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab
The Fairy Garden Poems # 39
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