Fall Poems - Poems about Fall

The tree does not choose Where it’s seed is planted It’s mother does not share fruit Nor give tender care The tree does not grow open But rather sprouts from out of the ground The tree does not surrender to the stomping feet in soil But it grows from the tender ground Though it may lose its color The tree will stand It cannot collapse For...

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autumn yellow leaves fall d ...

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maple leaf blushes giving in to fall winds last waltz posted on April 29, 2025...

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Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain? Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane that he ended up murdering his younger brother? Did he learn it from his father and mother, who must've been in deep, psychological pain for having caused Eden to go down the drain. ...

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Cheated on, she's not messing around; one foot already out the door" - quote by poet. just a p u s h... all that is needed to timber the foundation of dreams. his unfaithfulness, though forgiven, ...

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there is beauty in falling in love like soft spring the sun blazing in all its bright glory but not too harshly the clouds adrift - patchy enough to let the light seep through the trees create a wonderful view even the flowers bloom differently and when the fall comes the leaves leaving their branches almost flowing through the wind to end up on...

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From icy void, a giant stirred, Ymir, the first, his body blurred. No sun, no moon, no stars to gleam, Just primal frost, a waking dream. Then Auðumbla, the cow of might, Licked salt from ice, with all her light. And from the ice, a god arose, Búri, the ancestor, as legend goes. The Æsir came, with Odin's lead, Gods of battle, sowing seed Of...

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As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew Anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue Flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true But beauty cannot shield...

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Fall Season crisp chilly mornings give way to warm days of sunshine, leaves turn golden, red, brown, yellow pumpkins grow fat on the vine mums, marigolds, amaranthus, golden rod reach full bloom, the drink of choice for the evening is hot chocolate ...

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Spring Bouquet Bulbs appear Flower petals Rejoice and open Spreading joyful color As trees awaken with buds Attracting bees and butterflies Songbirds have returned to feed and nest Nature explodes as springtime has arrived Nature’s fiesta has come to an end Days are shorter as darkness commends Songbirds are migrating in flocks Vibrant leaves swirl in the wind Branches become barren Trees become sleepy Hibernation Hiatus Restful Fall ...

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Yeah its true Things change all the time I saw it just passing by And while I'm standing here I think how i came here Deep i think and notice, The differences too feel good But I'll never forget the start....

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No dizzying height, no precipice to leap, Just level ground where secrets softly sleep. A sudden stillness, an unscripted pause, Defying gravity's expected laws. The body yields, a landscape overthrown, A shift in axis, starkly, simply shown. No dramatic plunge, no final gasping cry, Just earth embracing what was held so high. What unseen force, what inner tremor stirs, To break the vertical and...

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Fall. Sweet songs fill the air, in icy times. 'Neath magenta skies stoic redbird dances, on bare twigs, to his own song. He revels in blue stars and snow awaiting first rays of coral sun. Touched by a mystery lady of green, who still wields magic, in wintry weather! Happy people pass, dressed for the cold Purple butterflies lie waiting for gold days, like those we knew- of singing...

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“When the Screens Went Dark” They said the clocks had stopped at thirteen, but we remembered twelve. Somewhere in the cracks between slogans, truth lingered like a forbidden song. The telescreens blinked lies into our eyes, but we blinked back, until the flicker grew contagious. We were shadows in alleys, names erased, but our silence grew teeth. Winston was a ghost by then— a story whispered over...

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Humanity suffers, totalitarianism reigns, Vanity crushes our personal gains, Mankind is weeping and working as slaves, Those who refuse are remembered in graves. This is the fate of the people who cry, How do they rate if they do or they die? How do you choose what to do with your life? Most people can't who succumb to the strife. What does it...

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