Rustling Poems - Poems about Rustling

The Rustling Leaves

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

In Marked Territory

Leaves settle on the earth, embracing the hearts who remember, when they were lifted toward heaven on the wings of a gentle whisper… silencing the doubts of those who suspects the beauty each tree sparks, as each leaf decides to fall beyond the glistening rivers, beneath the hesitant hills, into the endless sea of yesterday’s

Crisp Colors Carried By Autumn

Rustling, blowing, whooshing
Like the moments before twilight,
Following shadows home, stolen 
Lights, glistening across the night,
Hesitant as the forest’s calm,
Still blessings, wafting through dawn,
Rising like dew graced petals,
Reflecting the darkness, the loss
Of a moment before morning warms,
Sunlight reaching through the limbs,
Oaks and maples, painted graceful,
Listening to the brilliance of fiery golds,
The satin joy of burgundy and

Autumn Shadows

August bleeds thoughts of harvest, picking crops
shortly, corn husks, rustling leaves in earth tones
crimson shadows, bustling golden meadows
indigo skies blessed with gushing raindrops
almost tears, flowing, gentlest cries of grace
summer wars with fall in twilight treetops
blessings edge the soul, kindling light and hope
walking roads of joy where doubt never stops
searching for God’s voice as the soft

The Rustling-Crunch of Autumn Leaves

fallen leaves peppers
barricading passages
in across the grounds
leaves spiral pin wheel fly round
children's delight performance

11/13/2022

Amidst Rustling Leaves

sleepless autumn night
cool black velvet sheets slide off~
whip-poor-wills mock chirps

4/28/2022

Holiday Solitude

rustling leaves murmur
                                    sonata of lush colours 
            

The Essence of Life

Rustling, brittle leaves
Blown by the divinely wind
The essence of life.

Dated::03 .08.2021
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Amidst Rustling Leaves

In an aura and its quintessence, 
Wakeful sunrise in periwinkle skies. 

Fresh intoxicating air
Fly above in graceful pace. 

Velvet feel of delicate rose petals, 
Daffodils, scarlet marigolds, 
And waves of tiny blossoms; 
Sweet breathed buds have unfurled, 
Kiss of sweet nectar, 
Spring flowers bloom. 

Birch and aspen nesting birds 
Safely perch, amidst rustling leaves.
 
Butterflies

Rhythm Rustling Riffs

gaunt green gnawed
gullible groove gored
gutsy grills gulped
glitched gems gulled
graced gifts globbed
gripping glows' gourd

callous clouds cussed
cremating clips cupped
crumbling cruise clubbed

nosy nature nimble
nudging nectar's nipple
nasty nerd nestled

wanky wind wields
rhythm rustling riffs
    '20:04:13:16:38

Note: Of gaunt green. Inspired by a picture of nature I took earlier today.

Rustling Rays Ripped - Day 20

like saucy sun
eerie east puns
syllabic surges scribbled
taunted tips tremble
wielded wind whooshes
bearing bounty breaches

bored trees blazed 
airy torrent's trace
crumbling crest crazed

rustling rays ripped
into callous confetti
boulevards' silhouettes bit

moaning melodies mixed
punctured passion's piss.
     '20:02:20:19:34

Rustling Leaves

Leaves rustling softly
over the graves of loved ones,
beckon us to life

Leaves Rustling

leaves rustling
in the heights of
poplar trees



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on September 7, 2019

Rustling

rustling echo
of october leaves
abandoned nest



posted on September 24, 2018

O Pups Could Read

o puppies could read...
they'd see their master's... not friends
hypocrites
o puppies could read...
they'd have reasons to fear words
newspaper thunder
stroke... a loving pat
learn... read their body language
cowering... they've read yours
a dog... a life friend
broken hearts I've seen them mend
they read the moment
o pups could read
they do... smells... sights... sounds...
rustling newspaper
Squidgy... my pet dog
my friend... my brother... died...
still...

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