Angela Wybrow

Veteran Poet - 1,747 Points (Salisbury, Wilts, UK)

Falling Leaves - Poem by Angela Wybrow

Summer has passed, but
The weather is still fair.
The once leaf-laden trees,
Are, now, almost bear.

Leaves spiral down;
Spinning round and round,
Until, at last, they
Reach the ground.

The once green leaves,
Have now grown old,
And have created below,
A carpet of red, brown, and gold.

Whipped around by the wind,
The fallen leaves, float and fly.
A sudden gust of wind, catches them,
Sending them, sailing up high.

Leaves crunch underfoot;
They curl and decay.
There's a musty smell in the air,
As they slowly, waste away.

Soon the leaves will be gone,
And where they once had lain,
Will be just their lacy skeleton;
Soon, only an impression will remain.

Comments about Falling Leaves by Angela Wybrow

  • Linda May Fox (6/2/2012 2:36:00 PM)

    Your detail in this poem is good. I am there in it while i read1 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 21, 2012

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