Word Craft Poetry

autumn colors thrive
leaves cling, holding on tightly
finally release
joining their mates in defeat
discarded piles of color



8 thoughts on “Word Craft Poetry

  1. Piles of color that puddle the ground that nourishes the trees. What a lovely cycle. The trees let fall their best gifts back to the soil. Lovely. thanks for sharing this. xoxo


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