Autumn Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Autumn
These pieces of skin
Fall like leaves in
The most precious season
Where I often observe
The Earth destroy itself
Mother Nature is immortal
I've watched her commit
The prettiest suicide
Only to resurrect herself
I hope to one day
Follow in her footsteps
And perhaps join her church
But for now I promise
To remain here, falling
Apart, burning in this fire
Baking in the heat of
My delirious want for you
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4/24/2024 5:23:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Reminds me of John Keats`s ODe To Autumn--Seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness, close bottom.....sun..very well done and well written.Mother Nature is really immortal in your verses for the baby born as autumn in your poem here.Bravo!