Fall Poems - Poems about Fall

a fall leaf f l o a t s I hear melancholy notes . . . snow drifts d o ...

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Let’s give it one more go— Don’t let a good thing die so fast. Don’t let one moment bring us down; Together, we can beat the past. Let’s try again—maybe we’ll make it. But if we don’t, I promise you this: I won’t try to fake it. If you leave me now, I won’t last another hour. I can’t go on living If your sweet love...

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—A Prophecy by the Last Watcher— Beneath the veil of sacred land, Where prophets walked on golden sand, The iron winds begin to blow— Saturn speaks, and Rahu glows. A land once blessed, now marked in red, Where ancient kings and seers once bled. The trumpet calls from Persia’s shore, And knocks upon the Lion’s door. Iran shall rise, with fiery eye, Its atom heart...

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There is an old goat named Billy who finds the altitude chilly and with insufficient grippage to prevent downhill slippage may fall off the mountain but will he?...

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Heartbreak is rising heat in spring. Summer welded my heart back together, Fall leaves reminded me that time has passed so effortlessly. You’re turning into a faded memory and just another lesson. My weight, smile, and spirit is back into place. Soon enough, love returns back to my mind and soul, but never in the form of you again. I...

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I kissed the fall. Ran barefoot through glass and silence. Told him I loved him— even when it undid me. It was raw. It was ruin. But it stayed, like a scar worth naming...

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Through the beige isle, veins of green holler aloud Lush foliages of maple, yet I pick upon a rosebud Mists of sentiment brabble, springing whistles of reminiscing From the floor, they call out to me, unrelenting I kept at it, pacing across the vast meadow Lights begin to dim, even so, I shall escape under the nightly glow Along the paths,...

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Why do we do the things we do of all the everything under the sun why do all those crazy things can’t ever be undone it's beyond belief if it's not one thing it's another between you and me don't know why I bother sometimes we slip stumble and fall trip tumble and fumble the ball that's the way the cookie crumbles why...

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inhaling brightness while tasting sunset’s breeze . . . caressed by fall’s bliss...

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When Little Boys Fall in Love A Meditation on Growing Up ## I. [Age 6] — First Light You gather caps like secret gold, Arrange them neat, their stories told. I trade my best for one you scorned— The day I learned that love's not warned. ## II. [Age 7] — The Promise We build a fort, our cardboard throne, Crowned kings of dirt,...

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Falling asleep is such sweet sorrow! Alas, lullabies are so 'Yesterday''! It started with counting sheep: Knit one, Purl One, Knit two Together, Promenading One by One, Fluffy Cute Wee little Lambs, Jumping over a fence. One, two, three, four........ zzzzzzzzzzz But, the shepherds shooed the flock back inside the shed. Said it was midnight mayhem - 'duffing sheep to rustle sleep'! So the Hypnos Somnus Gurus...

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two clasp white morning smoke — two who spoon bumps away from heat spinning out of the glass, bench space two spoons, sugar eyes, coffee mug tilt — lips touched by the moment, chairs screech...

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He rose not on wings of silence, But engines forged in fire— Steel dreams and starlit visions, A man whom gods admire. Elon, the Architect of Futures, Builder of wheels and sky, Touched the moon with fingers bare, And taught machines to fly. He tamed the pulse of lightning, Made Mars a whispered name, Challenged thrones of old decay, And dared the gods of fame. But greatness...

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In this lonesome world that was robbed of light, you alone came and lit it up, you are my salvation, my hope and my life. I have regretted letting you go, I desire to have you at my arms length for the rest of my life, but I surmise, you never would want to be with...

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in front of us a patch packed with pumpkins . . . summer behind us...

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