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LEAF'S FALL

I am the late autumn leaf
clinging tightly to the tree
beat up by the summer storms,
fall's colors deserting me.

Aware that with the next hard frost
I'll likely be driven from my home
high within the forest canopy
and join my brethren in the loam.

But stubbornly I still hang on
to the only life I've ever known.
Is this what they really mean
by becoming fully grown?

Alas, the seasons never slow
and soon I'll go where all leaves go
joining the others in the duff
on the ground there far below.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

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Comments

Rula

6 years 11 months ago

Hello Stan

A good title/playing with the word fall.
Great use of personification throughout.

Many wonderful lines but I especially like
But stubbornly i still hang on
to the only life I've ever known.
Is this what they really mean
by becoming fully grown?

Lots of appreciation.

scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

Hi Rula

Thank you for the time to read and kind comment......stan

raj

6 years 11 months ago

Hi Stan

your sensitivity as a poet very well expressed in this poem personifying a leaf...
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scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

Hi raj

I guess one might stretch things enough to call me sensitive lol. Thanks for dropping by.....stan

raj

6 years 11 months ago

Hi Stan

i said "sensitivity as a poet" not necessarily meaning person ...lol...
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scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

I think stan

you have matured
more than the leaf
soon she will follow hopefully
do dig deep
twill be pure manure
with Stan Brand
marked we assure

LOL guaranteed as before

scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

lol

Yeah pure manure pretty much describes my scribbling lol. Thanks for visiting

lovedly

6 years 11 months ago

keep ur promise

maintain WORLD PEACE friend stan
just keep on scribbling

Seren

6 years 11 months ago

Hey Bro

This is beautifully done. Absolutely love it. I really cant suggest anything to improve the already great ;)

Applause !!!!

Love always Sis xxx

scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

Thank you for the kind comment but you know me;I'll keep checking back on this one over time and tweak it a bit here and there. I hope you are doing better and keep on doing what the docs tell you to do (We'll....all the docs except Doc Holliday, I hear he's a perv.........stan

Sparrow

6 years 11 months ago

Stan

A good write as always.
Now I wrote a piece a while back where the Loam is once again taken up by the tree and low and behold it makes the new coat of green for the next year..
You are being very Humon wanting to put an end to things as we seem to live and die..
Energy cannot die, and all things are energy, it changes and carries on, if they plant us as a body or scatter us as ashes we will as a physical creature be recycled, though our Spirit as an energy pattern or frequency will carry on to perfection.. Or What ????
Take care and know that they are but a thought away.
Yours Ian ..

scribbler

6 years 11 months ago

Hi Ian

Just because this poem stops with the leaf contemplating joining its friends doesn't preclude its being recycled to a new leaf. lol. Appreciate your visit.....stan

Sparrow

6 years 11 months ago

Stan

Will we be as new leaves some time in the future or will we have had enough of being recycled lol
Yours Ian ..