Fall In Fall


the fall sunset falls
  a golden cross, shattered crown
        darkens red and gray
  ravens trill to sparrows here
       God too in shadow, remain

the girl is fifteen
  where the turn is very far
       fire and ashes melt
  in the midnight falling sleet
       leaves hold to her bleeding heart

a chill that's carried
 all the forest remembers
     grown up to the sky
 the gloom of leaves still remains
      though boughs have lost their red cheeks
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Theraven Avatar
December 22, 2025 at 7:43 PM
Hello Paige, Feeling this poem. Funny how the weathered words bring so much to the table. -Richard
Godwin Avatar
December 22, 2025 at 11:30 AM
Oh, so glad to find you here. I thought about you and ran over to make sure you were still souping it. AND, I found this gorgeous poem to inhale and excite to, it is captivating, Paige. Don't go, don't still your pen.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 6:19 PM
outstanding and compelling imagery! Wow. Faving.
Dietrich Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 12:09 PM
I echo Valsa. Such striking and emotive imagery .
Poet Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 8:56 AM
Fantastic composition, Paige!! Sending best wishes for this seasonal celebration!
Buhagiar Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 1:40 AM
Deep emotions in this beautiful poem. You did very well. Great poetry.
George Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 10:27 PM
A poem with its striking images make it more emotive. Enjoyed reading it.
Rolland Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 3:58 PM
so emotive, feel some disillusion, nicely penned, enjoyed wishes
Rodrigues Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Emotive write! Sounds hard!
Rodgers Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 10:37 AM
Dear Paige, Your poem carried such a haunting beauty, it felt like autumn itself was speaking through the imagery. It’s honest, raw, and deeply resonant. Holiday Blessings, Dear Paige, Daniel
Richards Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 10:20 AM
You have cleaned up house and only left a few pieces on your page. I will do some catching up this weekend. Have a great weekend. :)
Richards Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 10:18 AM
Lovely symphony of imagery that does not give up its meaning easily. FAVing it, Paige.
Daniels Avatar
December 18, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Beautiful imagery and colour, Paige. So you had Third sight from a young age...I thought so. X.
Hind Avatar
December 19, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Just a bit of mental telepathy I guess, gauging what others feel. Nothing really. Although sometimes I believe I am inspired in my writing by other artists who have left this world...like a channel <3
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