Falling Leaves

When leaves do whisper
say goodbye to all at fall
once of life mutates
the cycle of death begins
to waltz within heartless breath.

© Harry J Horsman 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Chircop Avatar
November 12, 2013 at 7:53 AM
The cycle of death and last heartbeat..last breath..After fall..Yes I can feel Winter ..I can feel it so well Harry..but What about holding on to a New Spring and another summer?Tnks for sharing your thoughts Harry.I do love readinf your poems..I just wish I had more free time.
Fraser Avatar
November 10, 2013 at 5:37 PM
They say when one life dies another is born, you have depicted the seasons in like manner. Nicely done Harry,Carl
Lamoureux Avatar
November 9, 2013 at 9:18 AM
You made death beautiful.
Carroll Avatar
November 5, 2013 at 5:04 PM
Hi Harry, Wonderful autumn write..Well expressed my friend.. Ken
Kendrick Avatar
November 4, 2013 at 4:23 PM
Expressing what happens in the fall with a sad tone to the event.Exceptional work that you have penned...I have noticed your work today and thank you for reviewing mine..Sara
Onclaud Avatar
November 4, 2013 at 8:49 AM
smitten b y the life stages of a season.. what a joy to read you, harry, as always...:) huggs
Hamilton Avatar
November 4, 2013 at 7:28 AM
A reminder that all ends Harry excellent pen Ty for your review on Men I have been ill so am far behind on answering remarks. Shadow x smile
Haick Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 8:00 PM
Wonderful Tanka, Harry! It speaks to all about the never ending circle of life. A beautiful picture! Always, Annalise
Devnath  Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 10:26 AM
Wow! it's done amazingly. Nice creation, my lovely friend. Loved always, bl
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 9:13 AM
'to waltz within heartless breath' what a brilliant line xx
Lamoureux Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 9:07 AM
The breath only stops temporarily. "Death where art thou sting?" I enjoyed your Tanka Harry.
Mehta Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 8:48 AM
What a lovely images created by the apt words, harry
Dietrich Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 8:13 PM
SO glad to see you today and it looks like three tanka to read are here!!!! I want to see all three and tell you my favorite last!
Adams Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 7:27 PM
oh yes...the waltz of colors is as lovely as this tanka,,,shame winter must bring a less colorful world...enjoyed this one :)
Andresen Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 6:18 PM
- Now is the autumn colors ---- Brown, sticky and wilted leaves on the ground .... autumn dies   and the winter are expected. - Thank you for the two beautiful poem today, Harry - always a pleasure to read your work. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Carroll Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 6:06 PM
Hi Harry, Good stuff here..Thanks for the visit to my verse.. Ken
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