Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A Rare Poetry Sighting


Even dead leaves

                        old
                        dry
                        crinkled
                        crumbling already to dust

are beautiful when they fall.

-November 15, 2011

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I agree. Fall is my favourite season because of the beautiful colours from fallen leaves :-)

Abby Fowers said...

Whoo-hoo! I love poetry - especially anything relating to fall!

Alison said...

Ah, so true!

Jenny said...

That's amazing and so true. For me, fall is the best season for writing, with everything so beautiful to inspire you.