Autumn Beauty is everywhere,
big red apples make the best pie.
Bears are watching the pretty butterfly,
while picking berries without a care.
Autumn Beauty is a colorful sight,
leaves falling in orange and red.
Pumpkins and corn are pictures in the bedspread,
autumn colors are so bright.
Autumn Beauty is bringing cooler weather,
we need to go buy a new sweater.
Great times are even better.
it is great we are all together.
I watch intently
the leaves falling
and though it may
sound nonsensical,
I grieve a bit for
every dying leaf
but more I grieve
for those I knew
who left this long
and beautiful and
sad dream we so
naively call 'life'....
A gum leaf lets go—
not falling,
exactly,
but trying each wind
for its name,
turning
green-side,
grey-side,
turning—
turning—
until the earth
lifts
to meet it.
As i in reverie..Recall life scenes' like taxis
And trams, amid myriad dreams, of people
Who want to build a valid life, learn others.
Make inventions, and relish challenges though
They are rife.' I think on builders.? As i look and
See; a carpenter working, industriously, i see
Him draw with pencil, and slide along his saw
I note the sawdust falling, to be swept
aside ' I hear snatches of conversation
The odd word comes clear, yet not real informative
To my ear..I muse on the sawing, and know its
All around world, people striving some doing whats
Best.' Guiding the blind, unravelling many a mess
I think of all i have seen from lifes first breath to its
Last' sense and idiocy.. political farce' as i watch a
Carpenter plying His saw, i see much reason in
Many of lifes actions.? Yet never a good reason, or results ever from or' for
Any type of war.'
September's cold air touches the day
As many flowers drop and go away
The morning sun works to warm the air
As hummingbirds soon leave, my despair
Leaves will bring gifts in many colors and hues
That helps sooth the coming into fall blues
Summer's departure's near as fall soon to be here
Hooray autumn is on it's way,
the long summer has been way too too hot.
Cooler days are what I want,
with a soft cool breeze covering me.
Pretty leaves falling down,
colors are a patch quilt carpet.
The welcome mat now reads autumn.
Amid falling leaves, my thoughts wander far,
as, gracefully, they cascade through the air.
From long winter sleep, they awoke with spring;
unfolded their fullness at the summer peak.
Yes, what a journey their venture provides-
in very few months, each life is fulfilled.
For them, time is fathomed by seasons of days-
unlike my much longer, well-measured years.
Oh, falling leaves, like my autumn of life-
you slowly drift down on faded green lawns.
Red-orange-gold colors boast your last hurrah,
as they calmly, peacefully, twirl to the ground.
A calm ride from branches to blanket the earth;
yet, you weathered storms on long, windy nights.
You shielded the nests upon fine, sturdy limbs
and honored your seasons as best as you could.
My feelings unfold as each lone leaf descends-
reminiscing my own, long, well-seasoned years;
from green, tender bud to full burnished art-
my thoughts wander far, amid falling leaves-
yet, hang on the hope of the next new Spring;
with awakened birth, new life will begin.
I used to fight, used to claw, used to care,
Now I just watch as I slip through the air.
Every bad choice like a hand pulling tight,
A lover that whispers, "Come dance in the night."
No brakes, no ropes, no saving grace,
Just the rush of the wind and the thrill of the chase.
Smoke in my lungs, lightning in my veins,
Who needs tomorrow, when you can outrun the pain.
I see the cracks, but I don’t even care,
Each broken promise is perfume in the air.
I flirt with disaster, I kiss my own doom,
Hell’s got a bed and it’s saving me room.
But what if the ground is colder than this?
What if I shatter instead of just slip?
What if the love of the fall is a lie,
And I wake up wishing I’d learned how to fly?
Like the first snow,
Like the rain
Like the dead red leaves of autumn
Everything is gracefully falling
Into place
The way I did things before is gone
The character that did them is gone, too
I blow her away like autumn leaves
I cast her into the air like softest snow
I let her heaviness flow like water
Seeping into every in-between
Rippling, touching everything
I laugh as I go
Mother Moon whispers to me
That I am her daughter
And she has prepared a place for me
Upon her ivory shores
Where I can gaze in perfect view
At our father, Great Sun
And I’ll soak in every detail
As if the battle’s already won
The trees stand still and tall
Still, they are falling
They are shedding their old layers
They are girding their waists with ringlets, they are
Shaving bald their heads, they are
Preparing for the bare, still night of winter
To adorn themselves at dawn
The trees are standing still
Like the first snow, I am softly falling
Into the arms of grace
Like the trees, I am silently rising
Stretching out my unused wings
Hello, falling rain!
To be greeted by waters
Cleansing my body
Falling ,tumbling head over heels.
Unable to stop the force of nature.
Is this real?.
Why does my heart flutter and I have butterflies pulling at my heart strings.
Will my heart be still and see the reason for my feelings.
Why is this chemistry so strong?
You know you tutn me on.
Your allure sends me in a blur
I am blinded by your love.
Tinted glasses are my eyes ,
For sll I see is you.
Your the one for me , you make me so happy.I loose control when we are together
I get a rish of lust that sends dparks up my body. I need attention before I take control
leaving us entwined and breathless.
Hearing your heart beat , fast yet strong.
Like the thythm of our love making.
As we lay in each others arms we realaxe
into a stste of peacefulness.
I lay my head on your chest and close my eyes before drifting to sleep.
Knowing your arms are around me, keeping me safe.
I am falling in love with you.
I feel so safe in your arms as i drift to sleep
I am in total bliss and complete.
Falling Falling little star.
Falling falling into the night.
Up above there is nothing.
I cannot see the light. The darkness surrounds me.
I reach out my hands to free.
There is nothing but loneliness.
Just feeling of emptiness.
You can play that one. For someone.
Falling falling little star. Falling falling into the night.
Even if it is just you. Today or tomorrow night.
You will feel passion in the air.
Like a day dreamer.
A star is like a summer day.
Sparks of fire on display.
Falling falling far away. Blue, white and grey.
Header Note
Sponsor: sotto Poet
Poetry Contest Theme : Issa Kobayashi Inspired Poetry Contest
Haiku about a small drop of water creating a big change
Date of Submission: July,10 ,2026
CHERRY PETAL FALLS
Cherry petal falls
One drop catches morning light
Tears turn into joy
I am airborne but earthbound
Flying high, but toward the ground
What goes up must come back down
So, I’m airborne but earthbound
I see partly cloudy skies
And all the things it implies
I am soaring through the air
But not going anywhere
I’m not sure how I got here
But my destination’s clear
Kind of fun, this here descent
Don’t know where all my time went
There’s a view to make one gasp
But it’s just out of my grasp
I am lifted by warm air
But gravity’s everywhere
I am worried just a bit
About how hard I will hit
But the point is kind of moot
As I lack a parachute
My adrenaline is high
As I plummet through the sky
My heart beats so very fast
But I know that it won’t last
Well, why not enjoy the fall
Just an ending after all
So, my face will wear a smile
Though it’s just a little while
I am airborne but earthbound
Flying high, but toward the ground
What goes up must come back down
So, I’m airborne but earthbound
my identical twin sister is well-loved in a small town
she has been a nurse to most of the inhabitants
Corydon, Iowa where the average age is 72.
They all ran to her house when she fell off a ladder.
I am not sure what got them there
A scream? A thud? Or inquisitive neighbors looking out windows
But the ambulance pulled up and could barely get through the throng
There are 2800 people in Corydon
Most of them were surrounding my sister
Falling off a ladder in a small town
Different than falling off a ladder anywhere else
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