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Fall (version ll)

Little brown Leaves

While surfing the sky,
Wither and wander,

Then crumble and die.

Flecks fill the fallows as

Winds whisper goodbye,

Muffling the sound of

The Rain's final cry.





Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2011-02-18 at 08:21

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Beautiful poem
I like it a lot
Thanks for sharing

Lots of lovely alliteration and it works so well. Small but beautifully formed.

Artistry & efficiency, in harmonious tandem. This is lovely Melanie. The ambiance is perfect for the beautiful tragedy which is fall.
Thank you.

John Ashleigh
I'm bookmarking this poem. There is no end to your amazing capabilities. You're so talented. Keep writing.

Your friend,