Of his toes
Winter stands on the tips
Grazing the treetops
He reads a letter and
A spring invitation
In beautiful scented scripts
A message from the ladybird
Who lives among the rose hips
The breeze gives the letter and leaves
As she sees the ice chips
The winter will never come
If you stop kissing
The autumn's lips
i like it. i've never read a season poem quite like this one. great write.
Autumn is my favorite time of year. I do like your imagery of kissing autumn's lips. I really enjoyed the poem. Well done, my friend, well done. A 10 from me. Richard
autumn is a beautiful days of falling maples I like it and I also like your poem.. great! !
Delightfully clever...I appreciate your poetic voice... Dorothy C.
A spring invitation In beautiful scented scripts....... beautiful and very poetic.. you have an endearing heart. thank u. tony
Great personification 'Autumn's lip' Of his toes winter stands on the tip graging the treetops he reads a letter and suddenly trips... Persian Nightingale, you out did yourself with the poem about autumn...vivid images and a fresh perception. A 10, exponentially
In beautiful scented scripts A message from the ladybird Who lives among the rose hips Rachel Ann Butler
i very much enjoyed this... i absolutely love autumn, i can't wait till august is over so autumn can come.. there's nothing better than new england's fall season... great write!
I love the autumn season. The way the leaves changes colors like our eyes when that certain someone makes us tremble.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful metaphor woven into and through your clever wording....... first rate and a 10 from Fay.....