Fall Poems - Poems about Fall

The edge is close, my steps are slow, I shouldn’t look, but still, I know. I told myself I’d just come see But now the fear is holding me. The ground’s too far, my hands feel weak, My chest is tight, I barely speak. The railing’s there, but what if not? What if it slips? What if I drop? I take one step,...

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Don't know why I couldn't fly When I had the wings and all, Don't know why I didn't try Was I much too afraid to fall Teetering on the bridge that day Arms outstretched, toes to the edge, Then again, who would jump anyway From such a treacherous ledge Looking down from an incredible height My last breath caught in...

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All is burning, cinders and ash flakes float in black rain, falling on a ground of clinkers and flinders. The hand of ruin traces sigils of chaos and strife on broken city walls, within which rats awaken They are the true rulers of destruction, living cloaked with shadows, in any crevice or crack, hunting bones and burnt flesh. Their rivals, jet-black birds, massing on heights above in their murders and...

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dandelion seeds, blowing across the summer’s silence rising up, a full moon – glowing with its music, its poetry singing to the stars with their radiance, sparkling, wistful while autumn thrives in her clearest skies, with tender clouds and the winter breathes her music in flakes who create drifts COLOR MY MOOD Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud Written on May 25,...

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The Promise She was silent, calm — never one for lies. Always believing in true love, Her idea of love was someone to rely on, Someone who’d stand by her Even when their views didn’t align. Someone who might not always agree, But for her sake, stood by her side, Who’d talk through right and wrong, And calm her fears when nights were long. She...

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The karma of love, to fall into forever... with that endless one!...

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Young Kevin Hart, wanting action so grand, Said, "This 'Die Hart' role, I'll command!" With stunts quite absurd, His ego was stirred, Then tripped on a script, with a face in the sand. ©bfa032125 (Kevin Hart in Die Hart) ...

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A thief with a notice so red, Said, "My freedom, I'll fiercely defend!" He'd leap and he'd dash, In a glorious flash, Then tripped on a rug, and that was his end. ©bfa032125 ...

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I grew a rose from cuttings pinched from a loved one's plot, watered at ground-level, not at the top. Dung and mulch kept well away, from stems lest their collars rot. In time, it grew buds that blossomed into flowers, a bounteous bouquet, with bursts of red petals, blood bled. It started with a sprinkle like from a watering can, but grew. into...

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Oh God of Creation Direct My creativity and productivity So I can fly out of this nation Even with slow motion but no stagnation Thriving and striving globally not locally Without any commotion but jubilation. Oh God of Creation Remove every blockage Or linkage Hindering my expansion Which is my growth Putting me on expectations Without getting where...

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Amber, crimson, golden light, A painter's dream, a wondrous sight. The autumn wind, a whispered song, Where rustling leaves all dance along. The Equinox, a fleeting spell, Its blessings cast, its stories tell. In fleeting hues, the trees bestow, A fleeting fire before the snow. The branches...

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The colors of the dying summer. The nature's splendid farewell They're orange, red and vivid yellow. The fall rings loud chroma bell Gold, crimson, ruby, lemon, amber. The most glamorous palette Unhurried drive. Upstate New York. And beauty I wouldn't soon forget October 29, 2020 New York, USA (c) 2020...

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I lay under a tree, With no voice yet glistening with glee, And then I see you come along, And I don't know what to feel, Your voice is so pungent, That it always feels wrong, Even when singing the words to a song, But I don't know what to sing, Because I sat there in solitude, Just waiting for this foul mood, To disappear, To...

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I rose with purpose in my stride, A banner bold across my chest. With every word, I spoke with pride, And gave the race my very best. I shaped my dreams in visioned flame, Each meeting held, each hand I shook. A chapter built around my name— And every step, the world I took. The ballots passed from hand to hand, Like whispers moving...

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Allusions lead to absence? Believe it, sir and ma'am. Hold the door? Then get ye hence? Why the constant slam? Truth be told, the terror tells. Tollbooth of the dead. Nebula, will-o-the-wells. Stray to look ahead... Young the yellow yearling? It's right there in his name. Hornets, honeybees. Same sting? Stake it on thy claim. Frame of usual story? O kindness, are you real? Would if could, morning glory? Flicker...

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