David Crandall Poet Free verse

Notes About The Poem

10/11/2024 for Autumn Leaves Poetry Contest sponsored by Jcb Brul

Colors of Autumn Leaves

I'm old, almost blind.
I see the grey shades of nothing as I wait for the end.
A lilting melody sometimes reminds me of
the colors of Autumn leaves:
the yellow sun which shone on us,
golden hair curling and cascading down her breast,
a fireplace of orange flames 
flickering like teasing fingers and ardent tongues,
and the colors growing deeper, 
and her final words,
and the crimson blood that spilled and bled,
as the sky turned black forever,
and everything below was grey,
except a cold bone white moon
and skeletons of leafless trees,
until,
a lilting melody reminds me of
the colors of Autumn leaves.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Sara Kendrick October 31, 2024 at 12:16 PM Congratulations on your winning work in this contest. Way to go. Creative lines penned. Sara K David Crandall October 31, 2024 at 4:38 PM Thanks Sara!

Linda Alice Fowler October 25, 2024 at 10:09 AM Wow Dave. I was thinking this a rather sad write until you turned it at the end with your lilting melody. Congratulations! :) David Crandall October 25, 2024 at 10:17 AM Thanks elle! Hopefully, it wasn't too little, too late, for saving this dismal affair - lol.

Hilda Greenhough October 11, 2024 at 6:22 PM Sometimes the colorful leaves are the only exciting view in autumn. Everything looks so dead. You've captured the season in your poem. David Crandall October 25, 2024 at 10:17 AM Thanks Hilda!