Fragile, Rampant, Tremor
Fragile and delicate, leaves begin to fall
It's as if there is a rampant race to see
Which will be first to blanket the earth
The sun fades and the winds stir
Sending a tremor to each branch
Signaling their moment to release
Like kites they begin to sail,
Blowing in the breeze like colored bubbles
Soon, the earth will be covered by a rainbow of
Yellow and orange, damp and slippery
Oh, a wish they would stay, instead of curling up
and dying. Making a bed of death for a
Winter, that seems to never end.
what a well done piece, nice incorporation of the words.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem, wonderful take and use of the three words...
ReplyDeleteNice use of the prompts..
ReplyDeletethanks for the lovely poem... :)
Well done..
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Thank you everyone for posting. Sorry I would have got to this earlier but have had to deal with all the stuff that doesn't include writing. Bummer
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