Leaves

>> 3.27.2009

Autumn leaves fly
in the wind, blow
across the land, crumble
under foot, and color
soil in shades alive.

Pages flutter,
as books are read,
folio all, tapestry
of words, sprinkle
silently across sight.

People wisp away
from our life, littering
memory with faint
remnants, crumbling heart,
and stalling soul.


© 2009 Lisa G. Beaudoin

1 comments:

Spirit 4/8/09, 5:07 PM  

Once more I really enjoy your writing style. You don't follow some of the tradition rules and that is actually a very good thing. :) Keep writing. :D

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