Saturday, November 19, 2011

Leaf Fall

Autumn wood glows red gold.
Shower of flaming leaves
sings through crisp air,
carpets last green grass
with kaleidooscope of color.
I reach, stretch, dance, leap
in vain to catch a single leaf.
Later I faind the scarlet oval
caught in the flow of my hair.
Grace falls on her own terms.

5 comments:

  1. Wonderful message, Victoria. Sometime what you can't catch catches you!

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  2. Beautiful seasonal conjuring Victoria. I particularly love your last line. penny

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  3. Beautiful! Thanks for the imagery.

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  4. Beautiful, Victoria, a wow last line, the imagery punch.

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  5. Oh what a beautiful scene. I love every line and savor.

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