Autumn Constanza
I stood inside the woods i'd found;
I'd never ventured there before
when strolling past the stretch of moor.
The leaves were scattered far around.
Alone, I laughed and felt such joy,
enchanted like a little boy.
I shuffled them into a mound.
I closed my eyes and felt serene,
the calmest I had ever been.
The colours pretty on the ground,
surrounding trees were almost bare.
My troubles left me, standing there.
They fluttered down without a sound,
but rustled as I walked and ran.
I left that place a diff'rent man.
I stood inside the woods I'd found,
the leaves were scattered far around,
I shuffled them into a mound,
the colours pretty on the ground,
they fluttered down without a sound.
written 17th September for Suzanne's Autumn Constanza contest
I don't think I've tried this form before & wish I could tell Connie how much I love it
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2022
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