Autumn Leaves Us - [Original Poem]
I've always loved autumn. Growing up in New England we live where others travel to see the leaves upon our hills. It is a time of crisp cider and crisp air. Every tree has changed into a work of art, and together a symphony. The last explosion of life before the long winters sleep. I feel that there is some meaning to it and to us, and I hope you enjoy my poem.
That all summer in the garden grows
But in a twilight song of ecstasy
Upon the reddest leaves of its fragrant heart
Trembling so in delicious pain
Fall to the ground with a sudden start
Grass is gray with a crimson stain
All together from one driving autumn rain
But gently, when the warm wind grieves
Blowing over the hill and forest and plain
One after another they try to last
Until succumbing to the chilly blast
Finally to drop when autumns old
Orange and ruby and burning gold
Never with one shadow fades away
But slowly those radiant skies
Steals the night, cold and gray
Still, the stars are burning in the dark
Their light forever, an endless spark
Of a fading ruby red heart and golden leaves
We die more with every passing hour
Come closer to falling on every breeze
Colorful life that pulses in your veins and mine
Growing grayer with each passing year
It is up to us to create a lasting shine
To leave a gorgeous legacy, bright and clear
So when our last vibrant leaf does fall
We shall have left a masterpiece upon the wall
Picture: Autumn
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Don't know how you come up with such amazing poetry but you seem to have mastered it to perfection. Perfectly crafted yet again!
Well done, my brother! :)
Much appreciated @ezzy :)
Is there a pun on the title I see?
A sign of winter coming perphaps
Ha! Yes, I did a before and after so Autumn Leaves for the imagery of the changing leaf. Then Leaves Us for the imagery of death. Then together to invoke that we are the changing leaves and we too shall leave from this life. Autumn leaving us means winter which means death, so I thought it a little clever.
Thanks for seeing it in the title :)
haha, so, I am not thinking too much then.
Beautiful words that have brought warmth and clarity on a cold evening.
I hoped that this poem would do such a thing :)
This is absolutely brilliant ... I love the structure and the imagery! its been a while since I have felt a poem like this
I am glad you have enjoyed it. Maybe you will like this one of mine as well, not the same but I think it to be one of my better ones. https://steemit.com/poetry/@getonthetrain/poetry-slam-challenge-6-a-life-foreboding-original-poem
You know,I love William Blake and might I say that I felt a bit of him in this poem! Brilliant!
Thank you. I guess I am 'old school' as I believe that a good poem should have a decent amount of rhyming in it. If I can add some imagery to it as well, all the better. :)