Ode To Fallen Leaves Poem by Deanna Samuels

The blaze of autumn has turned to brown and winter green
Fallen leaves in heaps reduced to saddened withering compost
Gardeners brooms, rakes and leaf blowers are out in force
Sweeping the crumpling foliage into compostable sacks
Those bags, from one to even over twenty, lined up at curbside end
Awaiting collection by the township's autumn leaf truck pick-up
Lawns noticeably green and tidy where gardeners have toiled
While other unraked gardens remain unkempt awaiting their turn
In no-man's land or country scene, leaves swirl into endless piles
Scattering upon the road side, meadow, forest floor and river banks
Nature will take its course, break down, return nutrients to the ground


Written at Courtice, Ontario - 7th November 2020.