Lin Lane Poet Free verse

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Constance's Six Beautiful Lines Contest     3/16/25

Autumn's Fallen Leaves

There's sadness in falling leaves, but beauty 
     in the carpet they lay at our feet.
                                               ~ by poet


I walked across a trestle bridge cloaked in scarlet leaves
They had whirled and pirouetted as if little ballerinas
dancing in Autumn's wind at the end of their season 
How bravely they continued until bowing on the bridge
Not a sound did they make, weaving around each other 
Looking on were their bare branches, nakedly chagrinned

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Beata Agustin March 21, 2025 at 2:29 AM Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this delightful muse. God bless you.

Terry Miller March 20, 2025 at 9:06 AM Beautifully written, congratulations Lin Lane March 20, 2025 at 11:37 PM Thank you, Terry.

thriveni c mysore March 20, 2025 at 6:41 AM congratulations on your win dear poet. cheers!!! Lin Lane March 20, 2025 at 11:36 PM Thank you very much, Thriveni.

Karen Jones March 19, 2025 at 5:44 PM Back to say congratulations on your win! Lin Lane March 19, 2025 at 5:50 PM Thanks a bunch for your kind thoughts, Karen.

Paula Goldsmith March 19, 2025 at 3:16 PM Congratulations on your win. What a beautiful write/story. I cannot see your picture. Bet it is pretty. Great Quote... Have a fun/blessed day as you write away.................. Lin Lane March 19, 2025 at 5:49 PM The pictures I use sometimes disappear and not sure why. Thanks, Paula.

Duke Beaufort March 18, 2025 at 9:01 AM Lin the perspective of the trees with bare branches is a good one. They might be sad about their loss. Lucky they get new ones! We are most fortunate to be able to watch and appreciate all the activity and dancing. Smiles! Lin Lane March 18, 2025 at 9:08 AM Nature refurbishes herself in all good time. Wish we had the same gift of rejuvenating. lol We do justice to nature by appreciating the change of seasons. Thanks a lot, Duke.

Joseph May March 17, 2025 at 7:14 AM I like how you describe the scene of changing seasons Lin, The last line brings us wintry thoughts, Very nicely penned Lin Lane March 17, 2025 at 7:18 AM Good morning, Joseph and thank you very much. I don't get much of a winter here, except for a bizarre foot of snow this year.

Tania Kitchin March 17, 2025 at 3:33 AM Lin, beautifully penned, I love to see the colorful fall leaves whirling. Lin Lane March 17, 2025 at 7:17 AM Hi, Tania. That kind of scene I never get to observe. Southern living doesn't cater to the colorful change of Autumn scenery. Thanks!

Quoth Theraven March 16, 2025 at 6:54 PM Happy Sunday Lin, So glad to afford a little time to read again. Trestle bridges have a special place in my memories. Such an eloquent stroll in this write called "Autumn's Fallen Leaves". -Richard Lin Lane March 16, 2025 at 6:58 PM Thanks a lot for your kind remarks, Richard.

Karen Jones March 16, 2025 at 6:49 PM This is gorgeous! The words gentle as the falling leaves. A relaxing read! Your quote is what makes this a fav! Best wishes in contest! Lin Lane March 16, 2025 at 6:57 PM Thanks very much, Karen. Glad you liked my quote, too!

CayCay Godwin March 16, 2025 at 1:59 PM Don't tell anyone, but you are one of my favorite poets. This poem is one reason why. That picture is one I'd like to step into, reminds me of New England. I've lived in a lot of states that have breathtaking Falls, but here in Florida I'll not see that. I'm going to Virginia this Spring and I'm excited about the high I'll get. Constance will inhale this ... CayCay Lin Lane March 16, 2025 at 6:56 PM Bourbon st. Has been cleaned up because the super Bowl and Mardi Gras were a few weeks apart. Lol born in New Orleans. About 20 minutes from downtown. Lived here all my life, including Katrina’s visit, except for 4 years in Colorado. CayCay Godwin March 16, 2025 at 6:12 PM I have had many, many wonderful times in New Orleans, all before Katrina. Were you living there when the storm hit? Do you live near the quarter or near Ann Rice? You may not see color change, but you smell the beer and *** on Bourbon Street. Lin Lane March 16, 2025 at 2:05 PM Alright, Cay Cay. We have a deal so I won’t tell anyone you’re one of my favorite poets and friends either. You were the first to comment on my first poem in 2015. I don’t see the color change of seasons in New Orleans. Enjoy visiting Virginia… sounds wonderful.. thanks for commenting.

Tom Cunningham March 16, 2025 at 11:41 AM Beautiful lines they are too Lin, as you know my favourite season. Good luck in the contest. Tom Lin Lane March 16, 2025 at 11:50 AM As it is mine, Tom. Winter is hardly ever harsh here, so Spring has already taken her throne. Thanks!