Leafs Poems - Poems about Leafs

Leafs Fall

Like autumn leaves, our memories rustle and fall,
gently nudging levees, a bitter sweet recall.
Where shadows play and deceive, I wander lost,
I am a broken doll, with a mischievous grin,
trapped in a maze of complexities and faux,
a fleeting glimpse of joy in the darkness within,
searching for the path to wisdom, hunting relief,
between enlightenment and ignorance, siren

Loose Leafs

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree…
—Joyce Kilmer

LOOSE LEAFS

In the dusting of the Springtime,
blush petals fall - sobriquet-youth.
Scented thoughts of yesterday, rhyme
elementary, with loose leafs.*

Poems Sweet Honesty, presume.
Honeysuckle lines with hair pulls.
The binder, neat, with florid bloom.
Exaltation of the classics.

It’s only in looking behind,
observation of curvy tree,
wholly beautifully designed -
the

Over Under Sideways Down

OVER UNDER INSIDE OUT
(It still doesn’t fit)

The hospital gown
Makes Greek statues frown
You can see it in their sculpted faces
And they say in disgust
That they always will trust
The fig leaf that the gown replaces

Wind Blown Leafs In a Storm--

The
wind is
such blowing
and there's a leaf
stuck on the window
now it's raining
the storm rages
trees wave
Hi!

6/12/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020

Autumn Leafs

Golden, crusty leaves falling softly from almost bare trees.
Lifting and falling in a hushed gentle breeze,
Slowly dropping to the soft moist ground.
They rise and fall in the cool, crisp air.
It's a time of change in this world we share,
Nature's importance reflecting our own lives,
Letting go of our fears and again, too, we shall thrive.

Leafs On the Sky

My tree which I plant. 
My beautiful tree, which I love. 
Which had a green leafs. 
Medium tree, which I like. 

After wind blow, 
I saw my tree leafs on the sky. 
The green leafs on the sky. 
Now the tree left with no leafs. 

I hate big wind. 
Big wind stole my tree leafs.

Two Leafs

Two Leafs

   Like two leafs in a surging spring
sailing  silent, toward the sea...
floating on the cool of dreams
alive, alone and free.

And should their spirits cross in love
and if their hearts believe,
how then can the rushing waves
wash away what they perceive?

written 2017.11.18

Life and Leafs

Life~
is brief~
shred old lease~
turn over new~
leaf~


4-7-17

The Beauty of a Leafs Demise

A kaleidoscope of colour, dynamic impressions in flight,
            A spectacular display of artistry that dazzles the sight.
             Green turns to crimson, flaming tangerine, and gold.
       

The Hockey Battle of Respect - a Maple Leafs and Lightning Season Series

Thursday, March the 5th of the year 2015
Another hockey battle comes along the way
It's a hockey night across the bay
And for the fans, it's a night of pride and respect

Thursday night with the blue and white
Trying to play for their season pride
Thursday night with the black and blue
Trying to play for their playoffs ride

When the

Nothing But Fig Leafs

They say Adam and Eve pranced around wearing nothing

But fig leafs and the biggest grins the world has ever seen

Imagine NO FREAKING RULES!!!

All they had to worry about were those thorny bushes

And the occasional lightning bolt accompanied by a loud booming voice

Reminding Adam, “You owe me big time for this one, my friend!”

Caine and Abel

Leafs of Leaves

Leafs and Leaves

If a leaf lives in Canada, does more than one look like a pile of leafs or leaves?

If I were to take those leafs to America, should they still either be called
leafs or really be called leaves?

To read about subject, more pages someone will have to leaf through.

It seems to be beliefs that

When the Leafs Leave and Lay

I wish I
could hear
the trickles and the
tears from these
leaves till they
lose color.

Loosening, only to
float down or travel
on the sky
expressthe breath of
mother-earth.

Guiding you to their
next rebirth and as
they lay and it feel
its decay trickling
once again.
 
Down swords of green
sinking, linking
against the depth of
ground collided
and bonded.
 
Next, responded
cradling a new
growth.

From then leaves
took an oath to be
patient be
free.

Accept

7,000 Leafs

Visiting my face 
A monster-angel
Leads me the way to Dante.

A Nap In Leafs

Satyr picking thorns
 Bouncing rhythms of jazz horns….
Oaks drop acorns

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