Season Fashion Show
A Fall carpet of colors
In my backyard
Haiku
Tag: leaves
FALLING
Feathers
Acorns
Leaves
Last blooms
Indicate
No more
Gardening this year
Acrostic
Faith in Action
Upon Weary Knees
Prayer Warrior stands for truth
Watching leaves fall
Haiku
Life’s Seasons
People come and go
Things change like Fall leaves
And we must detach
With a quiet acceptance
Or fly away with the wind
Tanka
Destination?
Sure of your future?
At the time of detachment
Where will you land?
Senryu
Sign of the Season
Once again the leaves beneath my feet
Remind me of Summer’s recent passing
Some dressed in fall colors
Freshly fallen over night
Not yet devoid of life
Speak of coming days
Full of crisp air
Bringing change
To me and
Them
Reverse Etheree
Leaf Legacy
Fallen leaves create
Pattern on the sidewalK
Dying leaf leaves dye
Haiku
Today while I was out walking, I happened to notice some leaf imprints on a large area of the concrete sidewalk here where I live. I had never seen this before so of course I took a picture and then researched it online to see the cause. I found that when leaves fall onto concrete and lay there decaying they excrete a dye called tannin that stains the concrete and so leaves their image when they are removed. The dye stains can be removed by detergent and scrubbing. I found this to be quite interesting!
Leaf Prints-The Urban Naturalist
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Autumn’s Golden Leaf
The brisk wind opened
Nature’s treasure chest
Found a golden leaf
Placed it right in my path
To glitter in the sunshine
Tanka
I was stopped in my tracks today by the sight of this leaf! It lay in the parking lot right by my car. It looked like it was painted with Gold Leaf Paint but it wasn’t. It was just a light brown leaf but the way the sun was shining on it it looked very golden Such an unusual sight. A pleasant surprise in my day. 😊
Hidden Beauty
You who were once dressed in green
Have changed to a new color
That was kept hidden all summer
By Captain Chlorophyll.
Scarlet beauty
In a moment
You will be
Out of
Time.
Nonet
Uncaptured Beauty
Autumn posed for me
Outside my window
Her golden brown skirt
Flowing upon a carpet of green
She stood
With one arm draped in scarlet
The other in gold
The wind gasped and held its breath
The song birds sat in silence
As I tried to capture her beauty
With my muted watercolors
In frustration I shouted “No!”
All this silence must go!
Her beauty she must show
Vividly, boldly, richly,
Her colors cannot be muted
They must glow and burst forth
Awaking the senses
Blazing forth vibrantly
Until Autumn is no more!
Free Verse
This poem wrote itself as I stood looking out my patio window at the colors of Autumn and pondering in my heart of how I might paint the beauty that was in front of me. Quickly realizing though that these vibrant colors should not be muted by watercolor, I chose to take a photo instead 😊
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 