Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Leaves Twirl

~ Fall's Frolic ~

Rudderless winds swirl on high
  Orange, yellow, red leaves
twirl as they fall from the sky

Form carefree circles
  before they touch down
on crisp-scented predecessors
  cushioning the ground

The day wanes; a chill is felt
  a bloom, flushed-red
O'er tingling cheeks overspreads

One last heroic leap into
  a leafy pile
Then skip indoors to the fireplace
  to warm up for a while

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W.A. Cholt October 12, 2019 at 7:10 PM I like the way that you have fun and frolic in the midst of Autumn/fall. Life and death mingling together in a playful and amusing way. Nicely written. Gershon Wolf October 12, 2019 at 10:02 PM And I like and appreciate such a meaningful, insightful comment. Thank you so much, W.A! ~ Gershon

Geoffrey Brewer October 12, 2019 at 8:15 AM A really nice picture of a day in this in-between season, painted wit your usual skill in effective use of simple (’unpoetese’) language. [Note: I can’t stand those poems - not yours - that read as if they were made by a computer let loose in a thesaurus] Gershon Wolf October 12, 2019 at 10:00 PM You mean the poems with the ontological-teleological nuances, juxtapositioned with perspicaciously crafted subliminal meanings, interwoven with a plethora of dissonantly striking oxymoronically profound flibbertygibbits? I'm with you, my friend. I don't like those kind of poems, either. ~ Cranking it out here in Chicago :)

Lindsay Laurie October 12, 2019 at 12:42 AM Nicely written Gershon. With autumn well behind us, we are on the cusp of new greenery and a host of colours. The wind has been shocking the past two months though - thank you Gershon - Lindsay Gershon Wolf October 12, 2019 at 9:57 PM Ah, I can empathize with all that wind, Lindsay. After all, I'm from (and still live in) Chicago, 'The Windy City.' Of course, it's named that for the politicians (ha!), amazingly enough... At any rate, here's to less wind and fewer Chicago politicians as well! :) gw

Regina Mcintosh October 11, 2019 at 9:49 PM I loved doing this as a child... I would still do it if I had the chance. Awesome write. Love and prayers, Gina Gershon Wolf October 12, 2019 at 9:29 PM Ah! Whereto fled our inner children, eh?! Smiles and thanks, Gershon

Sandra Adams October 11, 2019 at 7:11 PM they are pretty to look at i admit but then they make good kindling for the fire, and nothing smells better than a fireplace as it crackles on a crisp fall day...nice one:) hugs Gershon Wolf October 12, 2019 at 9:16 PM Thank you for such a poetic comment. Brought a smile to my face on this chilly Chicago evening. Warm(!) wishes, Gershon P.S. Your wonderful comment has inspired a little haiku, which I'll be posting in the next 15 minutes. Thank you so much!! :)

Smita Kulkarni October 11, 2019 at 5:37 PM Those colorful fall leaves!!! Love them! Beautiful poem Gershon! Gershon Wolf October 11, 2019 at 5:45 PM Thank you for your enthusiasm, Smita! Best wishes, Gershon

Chris Green October 11, 2019 at 2:30 PM This has painted a picture of a wonderful fall day ending by a warm fire. This was really nice my friend. Gershon Wolf October 11, 2019 at 5:45 PM Thank you so much, Chris. :) gw