Elena Born

My Favourite Season - Poem by Elena Born

Autumn, you are versatile,
Put on my shoulders hands,
Whirling in waltz we're trying
Stay like old good friends.

Leaves, they're falling and falling,
Transparent in the sunrays,
Like my thoughts, that are whirling
And having lost their ways.

Probably... no mistake,
That we are not all in one,
Wounds will be licked by the autumn
Old and yellow tongue.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship

Form: Lyric

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written in autumn and first recited at birthday party of my sister Natalya. I wanted to render my mood and the beauty of the fall.

Comments about My Favourite Season by Elena Born

  • (1/10/2016 11:12:00 AM)

    beautifully rendered all right.
    there's something special about fall that inspires.
    thanks for sharing.
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  • (1/10/2016 11:00:00 AM)

    autumn is always lovely for me
    leaves changing colors before
    falling free..be slave of the
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 10, 2016

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