How in pale I wonder,
These beloved trees,
Once dressed in green glamour and glitz
flapping majestically its apparel
a seasonal blessing of nature
why not ask the birds its prominence
an abode of leisure and fresh air.
when will thou recuperate from this disgrace?
this nudity of time,
oh, a brutal rape of shame
the birds longed for you again
I'll tell them when you return.
Very nice poem with a slightly different perspective. It is sad when the trees lose all their leaves, and become so barren and ugly. But autumn is a pretty time, and it’s wonderful to see the trees getting their new leaves again in spring.
Autumn leaves and trees! Muse of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice start, Chiori. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks