The Grandeur of Fall
I see winter jasmine at the roadsides
seasons jostle for position, always
yet, a momentary stillness abides
for a reminder of ~ something, a phase
lured by beauty or loss of tomorrow
the past or the future - easy edit
'now' - treated recklessly, cannot borrow
It is fact there is no time on credit
the decayed damaged brown leaves underfoot
as nature requires of them for nurture
reminiscence still lingers as stay put
beauty of fading memory endure
nothing more beautiful than time stood still
lessons learnt pausing as seasons distil
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment