The fall foliage scattered all around
and the evening gentle breeze
tossing and turning them with ease,
and the tall oak trees
sprinkling some more
of the crimson red leaves
to the wide-open prairies
The verdure’s musk,
the downy’s chirp,
the wilderness call,
the endless uproar,
all unstructured,
and are in some absolute chaos,
yet there exists harmony,
deviant from the normal,
but still the best symphony
I have ever witnessed
in the blithe of such nature’s caper
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This is fantastic. I see and feel it all. Great poem
Loved the intensity, S!
Brilliant writing
Thank you so much Devika
Thank you so much for your kind words
You are welcome. I enjoy your poetry
Thank you so much. Means a lot
Pure talent my friend
Thank you for your kind words, Ana
Nature inspires us with all it’s beauty.Loved this one.
You said it so right. Thanks for commenting
This poem makes me nostalgic for autumn weather. I can see the blowing leaves. -Jill
Thank you so much. I am glad you could connect
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