The Naked Trees (Autumn) Poem by Orbiam Simon

The Naked Trees (Autumn)

Rating: 5.0

It's time to flow
The time to fall
The period to pass prime
When deciduous loose their green pages
The annual of receding
A season to decline

An hour of wave is here
When greenery depreciates
As yeender breathes ice
The night smokes dust
The trees looks worried
For their naked moment is here

A fig is looking nude
It's figure seems budding
The flower savored
Though is refreshment
The leaves speak dried
From Green to brown fly high

The frugivous aves sing joyfully
Though hide no more
For the plight of trees has gripped
Their beauty
It swing away their pride shades
The AUTUMN is Ross
Indeed n-a-t-u-r-a-l.

Tuesday, November 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn
Kingsley Egbukole 19 November 2019

A season that that brings dramatic change to the life of trees. Beautifully captured....10. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments and rating

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Orbiam Simon 26 November 2019

Thanks for your comment

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Uche Nwanze 19 November 2019

A beautifully crafted piece.

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Orbiam Simon 26 November 2019

Tahnk you uche for your comment

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