I love this month, October, and this metaphorical poem just popped out of my head...directly-no thinking on it, no revisions.....as is.




Fall

Little brown leaves,
while surfing the sky,
wither and wander,
crumble and die.
Flecks fall into fallows
as soft rains say goodbye.





Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2010-10-10 at 16:15

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CrowRider
short, simple and yet beautiful :) well done
2011-02-15


Nancy Sikora
I'm a fan of short poems. The words are well-chosen and the images sweet.
2011-01-07


John Ashleigh
I have saved and bookmarked this poem- the best compliment I can give, I feel. Thanks for sharing.

Regards,
John.
2010-12-02


Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful!
Thanks for sharing
2010-11-08


NicholasG
The high art of simplicity.
:-) Nick
2010-10-10


shells
Small, but perfectly formed, it's lovely just as it is, I like the concept of surfing.
2010-10-10